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I'm just lounging on the couch in sleep pants, with a blanket, laptop, and various remote controls. Chances of my keeping this up for another 4-7 days are pretty good.

Tonight, I'll probably end up taking a bath with Mrs. F, after which she'll break out some of her medical stuff, pretend to be a surgeon, and try to remove 20 stitches from my head. Yeah, we're into some pretty kinky shit.
 
I'm just lounging on the couch in sleep pants, with a blanket, laptop, and various remote controls. Chances of my keeping this up for another 4-7 days are pretty good.

If it wasn't for the surrounding circumstances, I'd say you have it pretty good right now. As it is - it does sound quite relaxing which is the point I would guess.
 
If it wasn't for the surrounding circumstances, I'd say you have it pretty good right now. As it is - it does sound quite relaxing which is the point I would guess.

Yes and no. I'd much rather be able to pick up my daughter, drive a car, go for a swim, ride a bicycle, go kayaking, do some theatre work, do a gig, etc.; I've been a pretty active person for most of my life, so there's been a pretty big adjustment. I don't dislike wearing loungewear, relaxing, and having no responsibilities, but the novelty of it has definitely worn off. Between multiple surgeries, regular seizures, chemo, and radiation, I've been in this boat for the better part of a year now. Plus right now, my body feels like shit and I'm dealing with some side-effects from the surgery that are pretty frustrating. Two weeks ago, I could sit down at a piano and play pretty much anything, and now I'm here with my lap-top, and I basically have to hunt and peck.

EDIT #1: Apparently, it's one of those days where I can't talk about myself without sounding whiny, but just to be clear, if I'd been alive and facing the same problems even 20 or 30 years ago, I'd be living with a death sentence. I'm very much aware of that, and feel lucky and grateful to have a fighting chance, even if it is an uphill battle and the statistics are against me.

EDIT #2: Great, I try not to sound whiny, and I end up being depressing. :facepalm:
 
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Yes and no. I'd much rather be able to pick up my daughter, drive a car, go for a swim, ride a bicycle, go kayaking, do some theatre work, do a gig, etc.; I've been a pretty active person for most of my life, so there's been a pretty big adjustment. I don't dislike wearing loungewear, relaxing, and having no responsibilities, but the novelty of it has definitely worn off. Between multiple surgeries, regular seizures, chemo, and radiation, I've been in this boat for the better part of a year now. Plus right now, my body feels like shit and I'm dealing with some side-effects from the surgery that are pretty frustrating. Two weeks ago, I could sit down at a piano and play pretty much anything, and now I'm here with my lap-top, and I basically have to hunt and peck.

EDIT #1: Apparently, it's one of those days where I can't talk about myself without sounding whiny, but just to be clear, if I'd been alive and facing the same problems even 20 or 30 years ago, I'd be living with a death sentence. I'm very much aware of that, and feel lucky and grateful to have a fighting chance, even if it is an uphill battle and the statistics are against me.

EDIT #2: Great, I try not to sound whiny, and I end up being depressing. :facepalm:

I didn't think you sounded whiny at all - just honest. And you will beat the odds. The day to day, mundane tasks seem to have no attraction until suddenly they are no longer the norm and are out of reach. You will be back there soon....
 
I'm going camping with a bunch of teens from my youth group this weekend with my church.


Keyword church guys. :annoyed:
 
I'm going camping with a bunch of teens from my youth group this weekend with my church.


Keyword church guys. :annoyed:

I can't speak to your youth group situation - but camping is camping. It's always nice to get away for awhile.
 
Tonight, I'll probably end up taking a bath with Mrs. F, after which she'll break out some of her medical stuff, pretend to be a surgeon, and try to remove 20 stitches from my head. Yeah, we're into some pretty kinky shit.

Half of this was kinda fun, the other half wasn't.

For those who might think I'm a pussy, it was a running stitch, meaning that it was one long thread that needed to be removed, as opposed to 20 smaller ones that could just be snipped away.

Not terribly painful, but irritating and time consuming enough to make one feel cranky.

Ah, well. That's that for now. Now there's nothing to look forward too except for having really awkward conversations with the barber.

"Wow, you must have gotten quite a whack on the head there."

:facepalm:
 
I think I may go see The Hangover this weekend, I'll have to check out Rotten Tomatoes to see if it's awful or not. I heard good things...
 
Feliz Viernes otra vez, hombres.

Here I am - reveling in the Fridayitude. I've gotta go to a training session tomorrow morning for work. It's about an hour away, and is mandatory, and will be unpaid with no reimbursement for mileage. Weaksauce.

Oi. Recession. Grin and bear it.
 
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Well, I feel bad for you. But I am sorta glad. It tends to get REALLY quiet here on Fridays. At least now I will have you around to B.S. with. :embarrassed:

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I'm just glad i got my pay back. And i dont have to get up so early. Im still at home with my jammies and coffee. :thu: Gotta get ready soon though.
 
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I'm just glad i got my pay back. And i dont have to get up so early. Im still at home with my jammies and coffee. :thu: Gotta get ready soon though.

I dont get this. I am lucky if I roll out of bed and into the car on time, let alone early enough to have time to dick around the house before I leave. But I am not a morning person. At all. :lol:
 
I dont get this. I am lucky if I roll out of bed and into the car on time, let alone early enough to have time to dick around the house before I leave. But I am not a morning person. At all. :lol:

I'm an early riser. Always have been. I have my coffee pot on a timer, thats my alarm clock. :grin:
 
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