Thanks Charm--but I think it was just because she is so clueless... LOL It got to the point where I just laughed because it was so completly ridiculous!

I have some good ones regarding my MS also--when I had to go on partial disability because I couldn't work full days anymore, I worked half days. Without fail, someone would always say in the elevater when I was leaving "you are so lucky that you only have to work a half day" and I used to tell them--"hey, all you have to do is get a debilating illness and you can work half days too-Wanna switch?"

I had a friend who had bladder cancer and had to have her bladder along with all organs that could be removed taken out --but no chemo. When she healed enouph to return to some activities a "gentleman" in the same dog club walked in, saw her and said "Oh hi, welcome back--you have all of your hair, I was expecting you to be bald" That was so shocking, that even I had nothing to say....

This is why I prefer my pets - Jake and Elwood. They never ever say the wrong thing at the wrong time.

My best friend asked me, "Hey, Barb, cat got your tongue?" I laughed til I cried, then laughed some more.

My brother listened while I explained about the skin graft taken from my leg, and he finally said, "So I guess after this, you'll be running at the mouth."

I know, my humor's a little on the crude side, but, sometimes, ya gotta laugh to keep from crying.

So I called my mom and told her that it was not a lymph, but just a rock hard muscle. She said, "How do they know for sure? Are they going to do anymore testing to make sure?" I then replied, "My ENT was very thorough and spent ten minutes trying to find a lymph node, and all he could feel was a rock hard muscle." She then replied, "Well, how does he know for sure without doing some sort of scan?" Nothing like putting a damper on the shear excitment I had to know it was not a recurrence and just side effect from treatment. I can handle some fibrosis.

[quote=walknlite]So I called my mom and told her that it was not a lymph, but just a rock hard muscle. She said, "How do they know for sure? Are they going to do anymore testing to make sure?" I then replied, "My ENT was very thorough and spent ten minutes trying to find a lymph node, and all he could feel was a rock hard muscle." She then replied, "Well, how does he know for sure without doing some sort of scan?" Nothing like putting a damper on the shear excitment I had to know it was not a recurrence and just side effect from treatment. I can handle some fibrosis. [/quote]

[quote=beeboppin5]My best friend asked me, "Hey, Barb, cat got your tongue?" I laughed til I cried, then laughed some more.

My brother listened while I explained about the skin graft taken from my leg, and he finally said, "So I guess after this, you'll be running at the mouth."

I know, my humor's a little on the crude side, but, sometimes, ya gotta laugh to keep from crying.

[/quote] LOL

I just got a facebook message from a friend of mine who, after hearing I had just gone to Vegas, said, "Glad to hear you're on the recovery side of cancer. Are you done with everything now?" lol - yeah, I'm done with cancer now - been there, done that!! I just had another biopsy last week, but thank goodness it was just scar tissue. Another chunk out of my tongue though and another month of soft foods only. I don't think we're ever "done with everything" are we??

Bloop:
One thing I know is that I NEVER stop worrying; anytime something new pops us, I panic. Then I go nuts waiting for results. It does seem to never end. I know I should be thankful that I am alive, and I am, but it's so hard to just forget the past and go into the future. I'm very happy that your test results were good.
julieann

A few weeks ago, a very good friend came and stayed with us for the night. Instead of cooking, we went out to a wonderful Italian restaurant. The place is small and the tables fairly close. We rarely go out for dinner and pasta is one of the foods Clark can eat.

As soon as we started walking to our table, this young child (6) asks very loudly, "What's wrong with that man's face?" As luck would have it, we are seated next to this child and his family. We ignored him for a while until I couldn't stand it any longer. I leaned over, tapped him on the shoulder and said, "That is a skin graft on his face."

That kid didn't have a clue what I was talking about but his parents surely did. The brat continued to ask again and again and his parents said nothing to him. I was tempted to lean over one last time and say to the parents, "Be a parent and tell your kid to shut the f#@* up!"

I ignored him and he eventually stopped.

OMG - the parents need parenting classes. The kid was just being a curious kid.

My own sister, when I said I wonder what people are gonna think when they see me, that I've been in a boxing match with Tyson or something. And she said, "Oh they'll just think you had a stroke." lol, thanks a lot.