Broadway Legend Joined: 11/3/05
Sabre - that's a howl! I'm sending it to a friend who does medical transcription
I'm voting PEACE!
Just sending a little Friday love and Peace to iflit - who is such a generous and unselfish friend. You make the world a happier place, and I just want to publicly (well message board publicly) say how much I appreciate you and your friendship.
Anything you need: you got it!
I changed my avatar for Halloween, but I'm still sending good thoughts and peace your way!
Holy Bali Hai, the sky's a bright canary yellow!
Broadway Legend Joined: 7/22/03
That reminds me of the stories I've heard about "In My Life," which I recall Iflit loved like that "Primape" show or whatever that was.
Monday peace and sunshine!
I haven't been here in a long time. SOMETHING made me look in today and you can imagine my feelings in finding this. (Of course NOBODY bothered to tell me and I had to come to BWW to find it.) At any rate, know that while this path you're on is terribly hard, there is a great deal of support out here among your friends to help hold you up during the journey. In every message I've read, I've seen nothing but love. And that's the greatest power on earth.
Mamie- so nice to see you post again! Love the photo!
No new news, and no treatment plan yet, but I'm seeing my MD tomorrow... Ironically, I feel fine and look better than I've looked in years.
Mamie, I'll bring you up to speed later...can you PM me your email? I seem to be able to receive, but not send, PMs... Go figure.
Meanwhile, I rallied my ass off to restore sanity this weekend! And it was good! And now I am off to spend the evening with Mr. Bach and his Christmas Oratorio.
Mamie
It's so good to see you here! Your avatar and picture is beautiful.
Broadway Legend Joined: 8/2/03
Healing thoughts, peace, and wishes for a comfortable road to recovery for Iflit and everyone facing a similar adversity.
I sent the PM, R. Send me a facebook note if you prefer.
The avatar reminds me of iflit's name.
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I FLY!
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
etoile!
Moony, love the patriotic avatar.
Mamie, I think it's perfect!
Peace today on election day!
It's like hell has frozen without a fat lady singing anywhere.
haven't been on in a long time, but iflit I wish you the best, you truly are the definition of "one classy dame!"
I just got back from the doctor... had my first of three injections (four weeks apart) which will, hopefully, inhibit the tumor from growing. (I have hormone receptor positive breast cancer cells in my liver...which increases the treatment options). There seems to be little in the way of side effects (at least compared to chemo) and it won't make my hair fall out again (happy dance!!!!).
There won't be any new news, one way or another, until mid-January at which point we'll know if this treatment is working or not. I'm going to be optimistic and assume it WILL work. Therefore, I think it's time to turn the spotlight off of me (with sincere thanks for all the good thoughts and wishes) and let things get back to as normal as possible. And perhaps, throw our support to others who need it as much, or more.
That being sending good thoughts, wishes, and prayers out into the universe on my behalf is still appreciated.
A close family friend is going through a very similar thing. Survived breast cancer and now, about 2 years later, they are suspecting something going on with her liver. Many prayers and blessings to you! I'm thrilled at the support of this thread. Nice change from the main board :)
A sad update to what I wrote earlier. Our family friend just found out today that it is indeed a tumor on her liver that needs to be removed and she'll have to go through more rounds of chemo too. Seems like she just beat breast cancer not too long ago. So unfair!
Iflitifloat, I applaud the strength you and other patients display. I'll keep praying for you, and I hope you guys can spare some prayers for my family friend as well. Thanks
Being in my situation and feeling a bit sorry for myself at times, I've given a lot of thought lately to the idea of "fairness" when it comes to cancer. (Or anything else, but cancer is on MY mind lately, so that's the context I've been thinking about it in.)
Maybe it's part of having worked in health care for so long, but in the end, I don't believe illnesses or accidents as something any one of us deserves more or less than any other one of us...even creepy or bad people (a non-clinical and purely subjective assessment on my part)...nor am I implying that that is what you said either. Believing that doesn't change the fact that I feel angry and cheated in general, or that I'm really pissed that I might have to lose my hair again now that it's finally grown in (and looks damn good). It really SUCKS, all right...and it *does* feel, on an emotional level, "unfair". I've always tended to think of things like diabetes, HIV, kidney failure, birth defects, and cancer (and cancer recurrence) as being largely random. Granted there are behaviors that we may or may not have participated in that may contribute sometimes, but there's still a bit of a lightning strike quality to who gets sick and who doesn't. I fear I am making no sense, but I feel like waxing philosophic, so what the hell...
I also don't allow myself to second guess the treatment options I chose or to beat myself up for the "should haves" (ie not have canceled three years worth of mammograms because I was "too busy") that are so tempting to indulge in. That alone has saved my sanity (relatively speaking) more than once.
Good luck to your friend. I hope she is lucky in her treatments. It appears that there are lots of new things out there which may buy many of us some quality time. Sometimes even a lot of it...or so I've been told. And please post follow-up reports.
Popular, my thoughts are with you and your friend!
It's such a tough battle... my prayers are with you!
Thanks NYadgal and iflitifloat!
I know what you mean about the word "fair", and it was definitely from an emotional level that I used it. You were making sense (at least to me) and for what it's worth, I enjoyed your perspective on it, philosophical rant and all.
I saw my friend last night (leave it to her to throw herself a 60th birthday party the day after receiving the news!) and she was in pretty good spirits. It was nice to see her surround herself with friends, laughing and having a great time. It's her husband that I think is taking it the hardest at the moment, or so it seems.
She definitely has a long battle ahead. I'll make sure to update from time to time. I think her next step is surgery, but not sure when it's scheduled for since she obviously didn't want it discussed at her party.
Updated On: 11/15/10 at 12:56 AM
I cried because I could not afford a pedicure...then I saw a woman with no dexterity...
Feel better soon.
In 1980, a Massachusetts rabbi was still dealing with the death of his 14-year-old son 3 years earlier, from a rare genetic disease.
He sat down to write a small book, using the simple, comforting voice he used each week in his sermons. He wrote the book for his parishioners, but really he wrote it for himself.
I read the book, called "When Bad Things Happen to Good People," because I had had two teenage cousins die of genetic diseases: one was born with a combination of brain cancer and Down's syndrome (then still called mental retardation), and the other was born with a horrific skin disease that left his growth stunted and his skin webbed and scabbed all over. Both were born in the late 1950s and died before they reached 20.
The questions Rabbi Kushner explores in the book are "How can there be a god when such things happen?" "Why do the righteous suffer?" and "What good is religion?"
I read the book somewhat dispassionately in 1981, because even though I had lost all 4 grandparents, they were elderly and had been ill. I hadn't yet experienced the shock of hearing a cancer diagnosis in several of my aunts and uncles who were otherwise healthy. My parents were still healthy, None of my female friends were worried about breast cancer. And HIV/AIDS was months or a year from decimating the ranks of my friends and theatrical colleagues. So, for me, it was published in a brief Age of Innocence that was soon about to end.
But as the 1980s, progressed, a lot of bad things happened to a lot of wonderful people in my life. As Shakespeare has Claudius say in Hamlet: "When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."
I kept reading Rabbi Kushner's book--and giving it to people selectively--not because it's the most profound book ever
written, but because it is one of the simplest.
In the end, I think, Rabbi Kushner says that despite everything that has happened, he can worship a god who hates suffering but cannot prevent it. That kind of theology was shocking to some other rabbis and Christian priests and ministers, but on the whole, I can accept a god who means well and wants good for us but cannot make it all come out all right. I guess that god is good enough for me.
Rabbi Kushner wrote a new introduction for the book's 20th anniversary in April 2001. That was another golden age that was about to end. By the time, the anniversary edition was out, a very bad thing was about to happen.
The book won't cure cancer--and there are deeper and maybe more profound books out there--but it's an old friend and I come back to it.
Thanks, PJ. I'm going to give it a re-read.
I'm now a few weeks away from the news that changed things. It's funny how resilient we can be. It took a little while, but the new set of circumstances becomes the new normal and it's possible to not think about cancer (or whatever one's particular plague happens to be...) for large chunks of time.
Having started out, in my own mind, embracing the worst possible scenario, has made it easier for me to feel positive as little victories are won. I'm still me. I still wait for Glee and loathe Sarah Palin. And I'm still astoundingly accident prone (right, Sue?)
I used to wonder sometimes how very old people could continue to be happy when they had to know that they probably only had a couple, or few, more years of life left. I sort of get that now...in a good way.
So many people walk around knowing that there is a time limit that isn't as vague as it is when there's not an attendant diagnosis, be it metastatic cancer or AIDS. It's part of the way things are, that I hardly feel "special".
I'm slowly getting used to the idea that although my life from now on will involve waiting for the other shoe to drop, I might possibly find myself waiting quite a while.
Threads like this one and the relationships, both real and cyber, that have evolved from the OT board are very dear to me. And they illustrate what a special and good corner of the universe can exist online.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Love, good thought, energy, and strength to all who are fighting their own battles, publicly or privately.
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