Surgery--Again

Please everybody. Uncross what you've got crossed. You have to be able to function--I'm gonna need you guys. You got me through the last three rounds. Round four coming up.

Book group selection: The Thoughts and Happenings of Wilfred Price Purveyor of Superior Funerals by Wendy Jones. I'm liking it. I warned the woman in charge of the group that I can be very opinionated. She said fine. I haven't read a book for pleasure in a very long time. Reading this reminded me of how much I enjoy it.

Aching for a dog hug. Joan (the owner) lives in my neighborhood. When she walks the dogs nearby, they turn up my street. Joan has to drag them away. "We're not gonna see Roberta today."

I'm gonna try lumping tomorrow. I haven't had a good lump day in a while.

Having cancer is not a good idea. I recommend stopping this nonsense.

Shain gezogt - well said, Thomas!

I will lump wit ya...

we could both use one, I promise.

(((B)))

Oh Roberta - just seen the recent posts here - not a lot to add to the good wishes from everybody else except that I wish you all the luck in the world. Hope the hospital visit goes well.

Lump in joy.

Listen to Thomas and dlowan.

Lump in joy.

Oughta be a t-shirt for that.

Buncha bullshitty cancer.

<scowls>

Thomas, Aren't you the guy who wanted me to go public with the Radiation Diet? Now you're telling me that cancer is not such a good idea. You can't have it both ways.

RH, Lump away.

My wonderful social worker is coming over. I'm gonna vent. Since I have to get dressed, it won't be an official lump day. But I welcome her presence.

Manana los perros. Aching to hug dem.

Been thinking about how dependent I am on you guys during one of my health crises. Grateful beyond words. Youda best.

But, wait, youda best.

You're a worthy and an easy person for any of us to cheer on. Also for me, it takes my focus off of my own current serious health issues.

We think youda best.

Agreed. (Holy moly.)

Tai, Great to see you.

I'm the best what? I refer you all to my signature line. I don't see what you see. Oh, hell. I take your word for it.

Da dawgs is coming.

Not to speak for Tai, best regarded and loved, which is quite a mix to work up, given those don't always work together.

Ok, that's enough smaltz from me, I wanna know about the dogs, oh, and Joan.

Into every life a little rain must fall. And in this case the falling was done by me.

I wanted to walk the dogs. But Heaven wanted to go up to my apartment and took off with such force that she pulled me down. Hit my head (will have a lump and a black eye), hit my knee (major bruise), chipped a tooth (yes, another broken tooth), and bent my glasses (glad they didn't break).

Do I care? Marginally. They came up and visited while I held ice to my head and knee. Don't care what happened. I love dem and dey love me. Do I feel more relaxed? In a big way, yes. In a fall-down, new-lumps way, no.

Joan felt awful. I told her to relax. Nothing was deliberate. She said she should have seen how excited they were to see me. I told her she can't be a dog mind reader.

In a word, ouch.

So I'm gonna go to my first book club meeing looking beat up. I'll tell them I'm a part-time boxer.

I know I don't pop on your threads very often, just heard, but I just wanted to say, you are special so I'm going to keep saying that over and over so it gets to you, over there, that's why the dogs love you so much...

Jesus, I don't want you to be deprived of them, the idea makes my stomach ralph.

And a boxer is a dog!


Well, damn. Sounds as though it is as dangerous as walking cats! Sebastian tripped me once and I can still remember the pain! But thank heavens I didn't chip a tooth.


How are you feeling now? You sometimes get stiffer and more pained for a while after.

You'll be a great conversation starter at book club. Maybe you can do Fight Club next?


Did you get to enjoy the dog visit even with all the ice and stuff?

To add to this, I would very much like that Robbie and the dogs get to meet and if any ******* department says no that department gets a nono, that department is off

Get yourselves some appropriate help on this.

Department? Where did a forbidding department come from?