Feel Good July 4th

by admin on July 3, 2017


While the original post indicated the blog would be on hiatus until June 19th, it was later extended to June 25th.

The reason for the hiatus is that I was diagnosed with breast cancer in late May after a core biopsy, had a lumpectomy and lymph node biopsy on June 12th and have been recovering since.    Mine was caught very,very early.   It was Ductal Carcinoma In Situ with a microinvasion less than 1 mm.  The lymph nodes were negative so no chemo!   YEA!  Two margins were not clear of pure DCIS so I need more surgery in a few weeks to get those clear margins followed by radiation as the summer progresses.

Those who are familiar with radiation know it is a 5-day a week/4-6 weeks commitment of time so for a season my job is to radiate my boob and not keep up with this blog.

Long-time readers are aware that this is my third major cancer in 8 years, all of which were caught early and treated minimally (I consider surgery minimal considering the options) .   I’m beginning to think I am the poster child for early detection of cancer.  My prognosis is “excellent” according to my onc doc.   So get those annual mammograms, ladies!   Technical advances in mammography using 3-D digital machines means catching cancer at the earliest possible stage when it’s teeny, very treatable and 100% survivable.

I know some will ask how I’m doing. If one does not have a faith in God, going through trials by cancer will certain provoke you to faith.   With each new trial my faith grows and I can say honestly that it is well with my soul.   There are moments of anxiety spikes but largely my thoughts are captive and focused.  I typically have a theme song for each cancer and this one is MercyMe’s “Even If”.

The irony of this is that just weeks prior to finding out I had breast cancer, I published “The Etiquette of Cancer” here and now I get a new fresh version of etiquette blunders people say to me.   My favorite is,  “DNA loads the cancer gun but you pulled the trigger.”   But overall, people have been very supportive.

So, at least through August the blog will be on hiatus.   I’m considering posting occasionally with a focus on “how to be the best patient EVER” series but we’ll see.    There is a side of me readers know little to nothing about and that is, I love to entertain the doctors and nurses anyway I can and I’m often in many funny, amusing situations laughing like hyenas with the staff.   Everything from Sharpie notes on my body to bastardizing popular song lyrics to fit the occasion.  Even the reading of directions on how to use a teeny Fleet enema bottle had me and four nurses in hysterics of laughter.


This Blog Is Temporarily Closed

by admin on June 3, 2017

The blog will become deactivated as of June 3 and will remain so until June 24th.  This means there will be no new blog posts nor will comments be approved.

I suggest registering to join the Ehell forum for continued discussions.   If you have been previously banned from the forum but have been a productive contributor to blog comments, I encourage you to join the forum again.   Recognition and activation of forum membership requests may take a few days so please be patient.

Thank you for your consideration.


Feel Good Friday – The Comeback

by admin on June 2, 2017


Feel Good Friday – Marble Machine

by admin on May 26, 2017


Cringe-Worthy Party Exit

by admin on May 25, 2017

My whole family was invited in May of 2010 to a high school graduation party. My younger sister and I spent several years competing on a privately owned dance team, and the girl graduating had been our teammate. The two sets of parents also became friends through dance company events and competitions. My sister is a year younger than this girl, and I was 20 at the time this story took place.

The graduation party invite was for a BBQ-style get-together in the backyard of the family’s home from 5 to 7pm. The event also served as a sort of family reunion centered around our friend’s graduation; many of her family members from across the country came to support and congratulate her, and there were very few non-family members in attendance at the party. We felt honored to be considered close enough friends to be invited to the intimate, family-oriented event. The party was enjoyable, my sister and I had a great time catching up with the graduate, and our parents enjoyed the opportunity to catch up as well.

Around 8 or 8:30, when some family group pictures started to be taken and the party began to noticeably wind down, my family decided it would be best to make our exit. It was well past the end time specified on the invite, and though the party had comfortably and naturally carried on longer than expected, it was beginning to slow down and we felt it best to head out. The etiquette breach occurred as we were saying our goodbyes to the graduate and her parents, and was committed by my father, who dragged my sister and I unwillingly into the flames of etiquette hell with him.

My father is substantially lacking in social graces, but more or less manages not to be too terribly appalling in public; this was, unfortunately, not one of those lucky blunder-free instances. He announced to the graduate’s parents, with her standing right there, that my sister and I both had plans for that very evening with our respective boyfriends and thus we all needed to be leaving. My sister and I were mortified and stood there in stunned silence, probably with mouths slightly agape and eyes wide. The gracious hosts thanked us all for coming and suggested that we would all have to get together again soon, on a night when there were no upcoming plans with the boyfriends. My sister and I, and my mother too, later agreed that we were horrified by my father’s tactless transition into party exit mode.

While my sister and I did in fact have plans scheduled for later that evening, that is nothing we would have ever revealed to the hosting family. No awkward, tacky explanation for leaving the party was needed when the event was clearly ending and it was perfectly appropriate to excuse ourselves politely, thank the family and congratulate our friend, and leave. Why my 50-something year old father couldn’t grasp this, but his 17 and 20 year old daughters could, is beyond me. I only hope that the family forgets all about the incident and that my sister and I don’t burn in etiquette hell next to my father! So embarrassing! 0227-11


Wedding Wednesday – Dye That Red Hair!

May 24, 2017

We haven’t seen a Bridezilla of this caliber here on EHell in a long time. The bride and her bridesmaids are all brunettes…except one who has ginger colored hair. Normally, for sane people, this would not be a problem but this bridezilla considered her bridesmaid’s natural red hair to be “attention-grabbing” which would “take away […]

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Classroom Party Treats Are Really Important…Not

May 23, 2017

This is late coming, but thought you might enjoy it. On Valentine’s Day, I was room mother in charge of the party and the refreshments. There were 5 other moms who said they would help. In plenty of time, I called each one and put each in charge of something: one mom in charge of […]

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