I just want to write. I need to write. It's by far cheaper than therapy. I don't know if I'm very good, but that's not really the point. It makes me feel better. And that's all that matters, especially right now.
My blog isn't all kinds of fancy schmancy. I basically write and have a few links. Well, something is freaking out my linky-poos. Probably because I don't know how to do anything fancy like updating the version of Movable Type or install cool codes. I don't even have any other skins and I like it that way. I like my girly, pink flower. And my non ad-laden site. I'm just debu. Mom to Zoe. Aunt Deb. Sister. Daughter. Catholic. Editor. Queen of the Universe (hey, that's on my checks, for real, yo!), International Sucky Spy. And now cancer-ass-kicker.
So. We here at debutaunt might be a little under construction. My links appear and disappear. But my writing. She is intact. She gets backed up. And that's about all that matters to me.
So don't be scared if you come round and things are a little wonky. It may look different, but it's still me. I'll still be here.
Writing and ass kicking.
Round five. So far so good. Very little sleep, but I hauled my tired, bald self down to Starbucks to get that latte goodness that makes my day most lovely.
I'm currently hooked up to like 12 bags of stuff. I don't care what it is, because it will make me well. I'm so glad my kidneys work because I'm totally on fluid overload. Which is really fun when you have your own male nurse, aka murse, to come in and measure your pee. Not that that is humiliating or anything. Especially by dudes. Especially also when you have to ask them some really personal questions about girl parts. Or have them hook up your lines and they kind of see your bra and stuff. Damn I'm shy. And a dork.
I've had murses for two days. They are nice, and very detail oriented. My night murse used to be an engineer. He did all kinds of swirly and magical things to my lines. It looks very complicated.
I want a real salad. Their salads here are very cafeteria-like. I want a salad of substance - not just cucumbers. But moreso, I want some chocolate cake like nobody's business; but these steroids are making my sugar levels go insane. Makes me not want to eat anything, but that wouldn't help either. Mmmm. Cake.
Well, just wanted to give you all a heads up about the construction stuff. I don't know what will happen, but I really do like my links, and I'd like to get them back.
Your assignment for today is to eat a dessert. If you can, eat something decadent. If you are on the wagon, go pick out a great piece of fruit. Enjoy that like it's the most delicious dessert imaginable. Take your time eating it. Don't eat it around distractions. If you are at work, close the door. If you have a household full of kids, wait until they are alseep, or eat it for breakfast. But just enjoy it. Because you can. Life is too short not to eat desserts once in a while. And if it makes you feel guilty, get your butt out for a walk. That's the greatest twofer ever.
Posted by debutaunt at January 20, 2006 11:22 AMHey, Deb!! I'll take your advice and have some icecream for desert. I shouldn't but it's supposed to be "Low fat", etc. Keep on hangin' in there, gal. That's part of this whole thing. In the sports world we call it, "No pain, no gain" as we grow stronger as part of the process. If you don't believe me, read the Book of Wisdom, Chapter 3, Verses 1-6 & 9. Love ya, and found some more pictures of Zoe, which made me think more of ya. Love, "The Dad"
Posted by: Dad at January 20, 2006 12:56 PMI have been trying to reach you via e-mail and have been unsuccessful. So, I headed over to your blog and WOW, have you been found! Gotta tell you, Gal, the December postings had me in tears but my December, as you well know, was full of tears. So, it only would be fitting that I'd let them fall again while reading snippits about our family life through the eyes of a friend! It's so hilarious to say that I make you laugh because, Girlfriend, you make me laugh all the time! I get giggles just from the words you use, how funny is that?
Okay, so here's the deal: can I arrive at your hospital bed armed with a chocolate cake? Would they let me in? Better question: could I arrive with a bag containing a REALLY good salad and a chocolate cake? Would they let you EAT it? Cause if they will, then I'll be there!
I took a picture of Lauren with a pink feather boa when she was one....she was only in a diaper and she looks at the camera with the eyes of a diva....it's adorable -- I bring it up because that's all I could picture when you spoke of your boa!
So, the next time you're feeling lonely....pick up the phone and call me. I'll kick your ass so you can kick that cancer's ass! How's that for a deal?
We've got your back, Babe!
Love ya,
Denise :)
So this weekend ... bring knitting, mad computer skills, and call ahead for the food order, right? (I can bring you food, can't I?) I still have a Pappas gift card that isn't doing me any good, so I think I should bring you one of those salads that you love so much. As for the cake ... we'll talk about it.
Posted by: Christine at January 20, 2006 02:28 PMOoooh! Today's assignment is my favourite so far!! :-)
I like the pink on ya too, babe. It's fitting.
xox
Posted by: Ms. Pants at January 20, 2006 02:32 PMSave the twofer for Saturday.
Posted by: D at January 20, 2006 02:51 PMRutroh. Morton's ruined ya, huh?
Maybe we get away to do that again post-steroids. heh heh heh. :)
Posted by: Sis#1 at January 20, 2006 03:20 PMI am very glad DebUma updated for us. I somehow
knew you were Catholic, but can we still do our
Yiddish for you? Sometimes these Yiddish words when said with DRAMA are so much fun. And we are all about fun in our family.
I will eat something really sweet tonight, and think of you.
Go get em DebUma..
Love
Shoshie
I loved your little angels
Do they have names?
Oh, wow! I haven't been doing that great on all of your assignments, but I think I can handle this one! Now to choose between sweet and creamy rice pudding or tangy and refreshing orange jello with mandarins... Yum!
P.S. I know you're kicking butt on the cancer and everything, but I just want to mention that I like reading this blog for your writing. Oh, and your pink flower graphic is awesome.
Posted by: karen at January 20, 2006 04:58 PMHi-
I should not admit this, but I am Shoshie's real
life sister. I will add younger sister. There are a few more of us sisters who will be bugging you on your blog. I thought it would be better to break you in slow. You have a wonderful blog,
I could spend hours here. I know I will be a frequent visitor. Don't let us scare you, we are
really harmless, and sometime fun. I loved your opening line "cheaper than therapy". I think
that's great you have Queen of the Universe on your checks. You are certainly Queen of the Universe in my book. Repeat after me. I Deb will
kick cancer's ass.
Lisabeth
Posted by: Lisabeth at January 20, 2006 05:37 PMHi Deb. I came over here from Susie's site. I love that you're kicking cancer's ass. And I lover your pink site. That flower is so cool.
I'm new to your blog, but I've got to say that I hope you keep right on doing what you're doing. Keep writing and kick cancer right on out of this world for you.
Posted by: Squirl at January 20, 2006 06:53 PMDeb. I tagged you with a meme. A "four things" thingie. If you feel like doing it I'm sure your answers would be greatly enjoyed.
Posted by: Kim at January 20, 2006 07:59 PMDeb, just came over here after getting some linky love courtesy of Christine over at Big Pink Cookie. Just a quick comment to tell you "stay strong." I am a post-transplant kidney recipient over four years now so I remember not being able to have a certain piece of fruit that I wanted. Also my family is currently supporting my mother-in-law, who is battling advanced stages of small cell carcinoma. No more radiation or chemo treatments can make a difference.
I will be checking your site and taking on "your assignments." Keep kicking ass!
Posted by: KB at January 20, 2006 08:28 PMJust stoppin' by to let you know I'm thinking of you tonight! Writing does wonders doesn't it? Peace.
Posted by: Traci at January 20, 2006 09:11 PMStopping in to say goodnight. I did my homework
w/o even reading this assignment-I had ice cream
today.
May you dream of a million pink boas tonight
Nikki
Blueberry pie with huckleberry ice cream. Mmmmm!
Between M&Ms for Sarah, and Desserts for Deb, (which, by the way, has a great ring to it...) I'm going to get to spend a lot of time working it off!
What a lovely predicament!!
Rest well.
Posted by: eclectic at January 20, 2006 09:47 PMI took your advice and ate an entire batch of rice krispie treats. I couldn't stop myself. And if I didn't eat them all, then the kids would have. Now they'll never even know I made them. I suck. LOL
Posted by: Wendy at January 21, 2006 12:22 AMDamn. I wish I had been at Wendy's house tonight. Those rice krispie treats sound GOOD.
(All systems look good here! Sidebar seems to be behaving now too. I added links, and have ideas. We'll talk.)
Posted by: Christine at January 21, 2006 03:42 AMI have some Oreos on deck for later. That may not be as decadent as you had in mind, but they're the mint ones. Yum!
I really like your pink flower.
Posted by: Ern at January 21, 2006 01:08 PMOn top of all the ass-kickin' you got goin' on, your assignments ROCK!
Keep on keeping on!!
Posted by: Dawn at January 21, 2006 04:32 PM