cancer
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New look!
I finally changed the theme! I was sick of the stark white background and well, it was getting old to look at. Tweaked some colours here and there, and added image headers of my character Ivan, who I created in early 2003. 💜 His red hair fits the colours. I…
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I’m an asshole
I’m apparently out to destroy my own finances again. I have a deep, burning desire to have something to look forward to. Things feel dire. I’m isolated again. And so, I spend money I don’t have. I don’t know why I react this way. But yeah, I don’t have anyone…
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Never tell me the odds!
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Dad came home Sunday and acted a lot better than I anticipated! I am super happy for that. I can actually kind of hold a conversation with him but I have to shout to get his attention. It’s been like that for a couple of years now, but I was…
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Some cunt(s) at Medicare denied dad’s physical therapy. The doctors at the hospital are thankfully appealing it. That means more days in the friggin hospital. You’re gonna deny PT for someone with CANCER?? FFS, he can’t even walk! Bunch of fucking wankers. They should have to go through what he…
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Diagnosis.
So, dad’s biopsy results. It’s got some stupid ass long name. Metastatic something something carcinoma. A liver cancer. Not curable. Mom told me and I cried for a while. The oncologists at Levine are coming up with a treatment plan. He’s doing physical therapy right now. I don’t know how…
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This house is a pain in my ass! I used to live here ffs, but most things I’m currently using aren’t things I used before. I’m using their stuff since everything in the basement is crusty and busted. I also permafucked my neck and back from carrying Oscar’s litter downstairs…
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Visited dad today, he was totally out of his head on pain medication. Sometimes he’d make sense, but other times he’d say things like this: “Little ghosteses.” While holding up a finger that had a monitor with a red light. ”wheeeeee!” For absolutely no reason *nurse administers insulin* “It gets…
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When will something good happen.
I had one highlight yesterday, Christie took me out to eat again. We went to Oishii because I felt like Japanese, which is something I haven’t had since dad picked Kobe Japanese Steakhouse for his birthday earlier this year. For once, the grill dude got my steak mostly right, a…
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This is too god damn much to handle. I spent the night at moms and slept in their bed which was…dear god I can barely fucking walk. My lower back is so messed up. Now I know why dad doesn’t like it. This morning, Dad got transferred to the Shiny…