November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006
1/31/06
My platlet numbers are about ½ way to recovery. And Fatboy wanted me to tell everyone boy’s got a thick and juicy back, because last time I had nothing heavy to write. Thanks Fatboy. Dogs still growing, nothing new there, rain one day 50’s the next day who slipped Mother Nature a Roofie (sp?). Heather was sick last weekend still a little run down, but she’s getting better.
OK if you listen to the radio for music, which I don’t, this might kill you but I can just taste the 80’s in this song by Nickelback – Photograph:
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if It's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now that it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say itGoodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say itGoodbye, goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops seen us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday weíd find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh oh ohOh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it nowI can't believe it
So hard to stay
So hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
5:03 PM
Friday, January 27, 2006
1/27/06
My numbers are still to low for treatment. Nothing else really new. Dogs growing in size. Nothing heavy to write today.
12:43 PM
Thursday, January 12, 2006
1/12/06
Because of my past I have become very traditional in my views. My mother can be thanked for one thing making my life with women very difficult and trying at times. I have learned through torture at times that I don’t need to be put down by someone that disguises love for abuse. My father has shown me by example how to stand by people you care for during thick and thin. I have had something to do with learning all this through failed attempts in the past to have someone in my life that would validate my feelings inside. Soul mate stuff whatever you want to call it. I have that now and it’s great, not every minute is perfect, but the love we have brings us through any bumps. There is a lot of historical damage to me, but hell, who enjoyed their entire upbringings? I have been through some trying moments in the past 6 years. I have had friends come and go and other friends just get so much closer, those are the ones that count. And I have had the kindness of strangers disguised as their every day jobs; make a difference in my quality of life when the chips were down. Remember it’s not just me all anyone has is right now how you use, abuse, or waste it is up to you. Enjoy.
4:13 PM
1/12/06
55th day of a 42 day chemo cycle and I still don’t have steady blood numbers so I can take the 3rd drug of the 42 day cycle are you with me here. Just hovering over the run way with no end in sight.
3:04 PM
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