Embarrassing

Cryptic explanation to what my title is vaguely expressing below...
Have you ever had a body part, let's say above the waist but below the neck that had one protrusion on one side, since we all have two of these and had what looked like mosquito bites on the other, let's say its twin was swollen towards its middle protrusion too and proportionately looking different in size? Now there is a certain type of cancer that does not show up on atypical screenings which most of us after forty, for me since thirty-five have each year. Joan Lunden's:  http://thehill.com/blogs/in-the-know/246083-joan-lunden-takes-breast-cancer-battle-to-capitol-hill did not and she was told all was well, but still felt it wasn't and so said something and got additional testing and was found to have one of the most aggressive forms of cancers in that location! And so I am now having an ultrasound of those twin locations just to be sure they are okay! Here's hoping for mosquito bites!  http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/inflammatory-breast-cancer/basics/definition/con-20035052


Geez folks I published by accident, wasn't done yet, boy this screen (touch) is too sensitive, meant in a usually a good way!   

Now I will continue...
Apparently, me having "cancer" although not too serious squamous cell carcinoma in situ on cheek, has me questioning all other body parts with slight fear.
But I do something to face those fears don't I?
Below is the ability via a very good link to see just how Mohs surgery works for anyone who might want to know. 

http://www.skincancer.org/skin-cancer-information/mohs-surgery/mohs-surgery-saving-face#panel1-1

On that note of once again of TMI, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!


PS TO ALL AMERICANS IN LOVE THIS IS GREAT SINCE LOVE IS ALL AROUND US AND GOSH NOW IT'S LEGAL TO MAKE IT LEGAL TO MARRY ANYONE THAT IS IN LOVE, HIP HIP HOORAY IT'S A GREAT DAY FOR THE GAYS AND ADD A VERY HAPPY YAY! It's seriously about time! Congrats to all!

Anniversary!

Today is my seventh!
Actually, could I call it my birthday?
I did notice that some businesses call their years in business birthdays not anniversaries.
Why is that?
Oh I get it, it was the year from when they were born with the idea of the production of their company physically starting; makes sense I guess.
Although, an anniversary is a remembrance of the beginning of a mutual joint or individual of an occasion, happy or sad.
I think that is right.
Okay, what I am getting from my rehashing of those terms here is that either would be right.

So today is my birthday/ anniversary of my issuance of my first germ of an idea and the remembrance of its beginning that appears to be continuing on of my BLOG! Sounds right, I think.

Any-who, there will be no cringe worthy expressing tonight.

Moving on...

Now what would you do if you were having minor cancer surgery next week? (Sorry!)
I know what I did I went out and got a haircut! Hubby drove.
Okay, more than one, hairs that is... bud dump bum...

And so now my reasoning is to be heard...!
My hair was growing quite lovely longer but my hair over my eyes was getting way too long, difficult to see y'all.
And although originally I thought my ear was the one going under the knife and the longer hair would hide my scar nicely, alas it is not and I would look even worse with the concept of trying to cover my right cheek via hairstyling!
The damage to it is too central and so I would not be able to do a Veronica Lake look, check out her hairstyle: https://search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=Ap2PAatLPPjaY9z2wbvFbwGbvZx4?fr=yfp-t-321-s&toggle=1&fp=1&cop=mss&ei=UTF-8&p=veronica%20lake%20hairstyle
An actress from the olden days, studio days of Hollywood:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veronica_Lake
Anyway, the look although attractive is not for my age group or even for this century really! 
So I went with a trimming of my newest bob style that got rave reviews and compliments from whomever I did let see it previously.
And who knows who will see it this time with my hangups on how I look.
KIDDING!
I shall go out into the world, but it is still too darn hot!
My trips for doctors and testing and of course surgery are fortunately all indoors in pleasant air-conditioned locales.
There must be other places having fun things to do inside, but where?

On that provocative question left unanswered, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!
 

The call came in this morning

I suppose I am no different than most who say okay and find themselves finally listening intently to the bearer of the news that was not at all what they had expected.
Over these last nearly sixty-five years I have considered myself lucky having had more than a half dozen biopsies of my innards and surfaces and them all coming back benign.
Oh it's not too bad actually, my left ear although still painful came back with a benign answer to its biopsy, but oddly enough my after thought of asking the PA to check my left facial cheek too was a good idea, and no it doesn't hurt at all, but it does have squamous cell carcinoma albeit in situ, the earliest catch for this type of skin cancer, okay. 
Mohs surgery is going to be a go for the earlier part of next week my already scheduled day and the RN who called me said that it is so early in the disease process that it will be only one layer's worth being tested and I will have stitches that will have to come out in a week's time, okay.
This should be a piece of cake and boy would that be nice right now; a piece of cake i.e...

Scars, so many on my punim and to think I quit smoking nine years ago to stop any possibility, nah to prevent a stroke, although this is mostly sun related, yes all sun caused, wear that sunscreen folks, all of us! Oy vey, I live for sunshine in this state, in fact it's Florida's nickname!

Maybe we should move to a darker drearier state?
Nah.
Solution is more gobs of sunscreen and hats and covered up clothing with high SPF ratings!

Or... if my scar is too awful perhaps I will become more of a hermit than I already am?
Who would want to be responsible for scaring small children?
Or maybe I could be oh so brave like the young woman that wears her bear scar on her own face like a badge of pride stating that she is a survivor.
Let us not forget all those soldiers that lost limbs, children who survived cancer even adults and Boston Strong people...and on and on...
Now I feel so very ridiculous to be so small minded I will be fine, okay.
Life surely does go on and so shall I; If I am lucky!
  
On that note of so what on me, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

PS waiting on still what to do about my sore ear, oh so weird.
While my cheek doesn't hurt at all.

MRI done!

Today I can scratch one more thing off my to do list, the MRI with and without contrast; I call it the glow stuff.
Mine is a yearly event with this thing we call MS, Multiple sclerosis requiring it for some reason.
The first couple of years I would joke it was to verify to my family and friends that I do have a brain, now it is to see if the disease process has progressed, but works as validation of also proof that I DO HAVE A BRAIN! HA! Fortunately, I have been stable for years, my lesions that is.
No one said anything different, it, my brain, still shows up in the dark and enlightened PICS, so I am good. (There is my no news is good news theory.)
Many people hate MRI machines due to their noisiness, or claustrophobia because of the close quarters or both. I do believe mine is an open one, odd how I forget with all the ones that I have had over the years, three just last year alone, and every year prior to that at different places, not to mention prior to my MS history needs a few more for other problems; concussions I seem to recall, ha.(That alone explains a lot, since I did have a couple of those.)
Hubby asked me since he does drop me off if it was an open or closed one, and I said I don't know, weird, since I really should.Why I am practically connoisseur of the machines.
And this newer place I goto these last two years has the higher tesla:  
http://www.3teslamri.net/
More vivid PICS I do believe.
I don't know if it's just me or not but they truly believe music playing into it makes the noise better?
To me it just seems like the percussion section is off the beat, ya know?  But who am I to judge, I am definitely not a professional musician or technician in the MRI field.

Any-who, I went into the pool early, at 9 A.M., the air temperature was already 85 degrees and so I accomplished my exercises with time to spare, since my test was scheduled for 12:45 P.M. and its only ten minutes from here so I relaxed before we had to leave.
Even so we were early, and I was out of there by 1:21 P.M., now I am good till next year!
During the test I had a personal glitch that I really thought was going to mean a do over. I had a spasm, but Dave the tech said he didn't know it or see it. 
Whew, I would hate to have to do it over for not holding still, which they repeat over and over...but I always smile.
I do know that it doesn't show up on the final films but what the heck, it's the spirit of making the whole thing a wee bit more fun than it is, ya know?
The techs play along when you tell them that you smiled and ask them if they liked it and ask for wallets. (size photos)

So on that note of whatever floats your boat, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

 

Too Darn Hot!

Many might be wondering why we have not been gallivanting hither and yon out into the world to do all there is to do here on any given day.
Well, the title says it all with the outdoor venues and the heat index in the triple digits and also, unfortunately, my current social life is back to going either to doctors' offices or for tests for them.

It is rather annoying since we have been trying to redo face time with Number One Son, and each time I have been scheduled for this or that! Oh pooh!

MRI this week, possible cancer surgery next week if I get a bad report this week; remember they schedule you upfront before the biopsy results, scary!
There are still days left until they let me know my fate one way or the other, but I am of the ilk, at least I try to think that no news is usually good news. So we did make that day a date with Number One Son.
The two locations biopsied have not yet healed from the day the specimens were taken on June 11, but if I read correctly it can take over two weeks to do so; telling myself again no worries.

Oddly lately my tummy is back misbehaving after dinner and here I lie once again in bed with the notebook on my rather ample chest.
Sitting is too painful.
I did take my stomach medications though, sometimes it takes time to kick in. Gosh I don't have time for a tummy doc too!

On the brighter side mornings have been perfect for my swimming/ range of motion exercises so I have been doing them daily.

Even so lying writing from this angle my neck and back are not comfortable and hurt ever so slightly. (Waa, waa, cry baby me!)

On that note of so what allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Summer Soltice! Fathers' Day too!

Today is the longest day of the year in the western hemisphere!
Hooray that this year it just so happens to fall on Father's Day too!

Interesting for most all of my other Americans who celebrate both, but in Florida we really only herald the one, Father's Day.

Why, one may ask?
Sure some Bohemian types may still enjoy welcoming the numerical date of summer's beginning here in Florida, who am I to say no one does, and the fact it is nationally in our lower forty-eight the longest day of the year, okey dokey truly!
But in truth in Florida we don't have seasons per se, in the sense of most states in our union. We might have two, seasons sort of, that is, occasionally for a week or two, but mostly we have summer year round temperature-wise, with maybe a bit of spring thrown in.

Although, our days are shorter, daylight-wise, and you do realize that it is daylight that we mean when we say long and short of it all, since all days still have twenty-four hours in them...ha, but ours are shortest in the months of December through May, like yours too, but the seasons stays pretty much the same, got that?

Gosh, it evens sounds complicated when I explain it and I know what I mean or that I am trying hard to express most days... whew this is harder, hope you get me.

Any-who, days come and days go and I sure hope that all of you have found a great way to spend today, make that everyday!

We did.
Relaxing and barbecuing.
Our Number One Son was to come down tomorrow but his recall problems with his vehicle are needing to be taken care of and tomorrow he is off from work and it wasn't safe to drive all the way down here today. Of course we are disappointed but we want him to be safe and so we totally understand.His girlfriend is working full-time and going to school too and so her only time to study is weekends when she is off.
Yes, we miss him and of course we understand it is what it is and so that's that.

On that note of knowing things cannot always be perfect, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all of your overages with you know whom and we will too!
  
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Noisy

Boy, is it ever!
What one might ask, music, fireworks, traffic or loud voices?
Well, no to any of those it's the weather, thunder without doing anything else, no lightening or rain or any of the expected reasoning for such a racket.
These higher temperatures that have been consistently in the low to nearly mid nineties with heat indices of over one hundred have been the cause I suspect.
It is as if a popcorn bag was put into a microwave and was about to explode, but fizzles instead.
Sure heat is not uncommon to Southwest Florida or Florida as a whole state but this still is June and even though we are in hurricane season, rain of course would be preferable than vacant threats in the form of noise.
Although, this is not to say that we haven't received our due of dew, we surely have had inches!
But I so miss those clockwork timely afternoon showers that one could nearly set their watch by that seemed to be a thing of the past these last few years!

Gus, our rescue Havanese pup, has an issue with noise, pots and pans scare him, motors excite him and thunder causes him to want us to comfort him which we do. He jumps on our laps to be cuddled and reassured.  
The odd thing is that I too have a fear of that rumbling sounds of thunder, but I do hug him and take deep breaths with him... mine cropped up after Hurricane Charley directly hit our home way back on August 13.2004, a Friday.
Waiting in that hallway with Skipper our Bichon Frise, on a lead, he was five and half months old and our Charlie the cockatiel was twenty-five in his cage and our Casey the cat our domestic long haired orange tabby he was about seven then I placed him in his crate, it was very scary waiting those three hours for it to all stop!
The news report had said we were in direct line with the last minute turn it had decided to take a right hand one instead of going one hundred miles north to Tampa. Hubby was at work getting people to be safe as a deputy doing his job, he fortunately came home before the oak tree fell across our front door blocking his entry to our home, but our arches surrounding our front window prevented it from breaking our nine foot picture window!

I was treated for a few years for nerves that were not that dissimilar to Post Traumatic Stress Disorder via medication and a doctor for such things.
The timidity and slight panic with all thunder still seems to be risidual with me with my lasting symptoms, significantly better than other ones I suspect.
Not too long ago a health TV reporter locally had wanted me to be interviewed about this malady, but compared to what the soldiers go through I felt silly to be even in that classification, although people that deal with major disasters have been diagnosed with the same PTSD, not that unusual, mine was classified "like" PTSD.

Still I have been doing better, although many of my loss of social ability and anger at people can be attributed to it. Patience was never ever my strong suite but my sabotaging friendships and relationships has proved that mentally the social flower of "love" to be with all people in itself is hypocritical of how I end up behaving.
No one can become so ridiculously self destructive in the real world, narrowing her once wide arena of family, friends and activities without having some deep seeded mental problems.

And so now I am out about my lack of ability to be with people in the real world with doing/saying something that will cause me to be misunderstood and therefor disliked. I also have a tendency to talk people to death for fear of letting them talk? Who knows why that is, but definitely NOT socially acceptable.
This venue is oh so one sided and since it suits my current personality flaws and all I hide here, albeit I do tell all.

TA DA!
Foot in mouth disease I kid, but it is a serious non-helpful socially unacceptable worldwide decrepency in me that can be almost traced back to that date 8-13-04, although I did have bits of that flaw starting earlier though it absolutely surfaced then a nasty catalyst...so I know and try harder thats all any of us can do, really.

On that note of hope even for me, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to kindly count all your blessings and share all the overages with you know whom and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!