My very embarrassing emotional break down.
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Please tell your sister EVERYONE (well almost) has this very special problem. Its a gas! hehhe, like my pun?
I dont even blink an eye about burping or doing other things in public anymore. I try not to, but hey sometimes it slips out and sometimes relief is more important than social curtesy to people I dont know and whos opinions mean nothing to me. Even Hans just rolls with the punches with this, though we have been known to laugh hysterically over it sometimes. Something about a very large fart in a public place reduces me to a giggling 7 yr old.
I’m fascinated by the “farts” talk. That’s one of the things which my sister just can’t get used to (although please don’t tell her I told you
). It’ll definitely reassure her to hear she’s not the only one suffering this additional side-effect!!I am sorry but I think you are running a close tie with Teddy and he is not undergoing chemo (we will know more Friday) . It must be the “fragrance” of the beast!!!
You used the pronoun “They” at at the beginning of the second sentence. Are you referring to the friends and Hans, or to the farts?
I am thinking my goodfriends and definately Hans will be complaining about the farts. They are a treasure.
And I am also sure someone would skewer me for my laugh. Truthfully I had a normal one until about college when I started to tease of a couple of friends with a bad laugh and then I got a weird laugh. I didnt know those spread!
Kris
Kris,
I also used to be a language teacher and I think the teacher missed a teachable moment here, I mean, how often is a teacher presented with the perfect way to introduce the vocabulary word “nosebleed” in Swedish?
I think the anti-funeral is hilarious, I am thinking of something bad to say about you…hmmm…always going and dying her hair some attention getting color and making us regular old brunettes look mousy…
Patty
Hi Kris,
I hope all is much better now. Sorry to hear about the breakdown. I tend to get mine when I am riding the subway! No idea why, I just start to tear up. Love the anti-funeral. Here I have been thinking of having a living funeral if for friends and family if things don’t go my way. Some people just don’t understand that we have to joke around about these things
By the way – kudos to you for learning a new language during this difficult time. Just thinking about it makes me cringe.
All the best,
MelJolene,
I actually missed class. My silly cat demanded attention at 5:00am and woke my sleepy self up with headbutts and purring. I couldnt go back to sleep but then ended up falling asleep on the couch in the middle of the day and napped right on through my class.I am not sure how many of my class know what is going on. I have a couple of friends who I told, but definately NOT many. I have a fear of being treated differently if people know too much and I dont like to talk about it with people. It makes me highly uncomfortable to discuss my cancer with people. In fact when my friends try to talk about it, I change the subject…that is what my psychologist is for.
I went to my government and citizen class today and there are many overlapping students. Nothing was said, everyone was nice. The only bad part was that I ran my fingers through my hair and loads came out. Then I became obsessed with it and keep running my hands through my hair and pulling out all the loose hair. I wasnt too upset, more fascinated than anything at the time. I couldnt stop myself. It was weird.
Kris
Kris, I’m sorry I’m joining in late, but I’m so, so sad you’re having such a rough time at the moment. You were the very first person to welcome me here & I feel such a close affinity to you. I’m thinking of you & hoping you feel better & better & better every day.
You are SUCH an inspiration & superstar.
Lots of love Julia xx
Kris,
A bit OT .. but in hindsight I really should have been able to name some Swedish food as I have actual been to Sweden a couple of times. This thread made me think about my time there and I was reminded of one of my best ever travel stories. . .
Back in the day when I worked for the airlines, I had won passes on SAS. I asked a co-worker/friend who I knew was a
Ah Kris
You are such a star. I cannot imagine that your classmates would be anything other than glad to see you back – we all love you & don’t have the priveledge of spending time with you in person!
I’ve had enough problems with anaesthetic brain – I’m sure chemo brain is far worse – but, I’ll bet you can remember your name, Hans’ name & what to order at the Chinese- that’s pretty good for a bad day!I’m still musing on your idea of a ladybird (ladybug!) tattoo (sorry, late reply to this thread) around/along your scar(s) – should it be sitting on a Steel Magnolia? Oh yes!
How about telling your class mates you have OCD when you start the disinfecting?
You take good care, stay strong & if that’s not possible on a bad day, eat chocolate! Val x
Kris,
In the South (which WILL rise again) we have a name for women like you….we call them STEEL MAGNOLIAS. I now officially bestow upon you this moniker. Wear it with pride.
We steel Magnolias are famous for our “iron fist in the velvet glove” approach to problems and life in general.
You are now a member of a very special group of women.
Hugs to you always…you inspire me sooooo much!
Pam
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