Monday, April 28, 2008

Couple funny things...

So, this last week has gone really well. I feel more "normal" everyday. Little things are starting to bug me again which is a good and bad sign. If it gets to be too much I just say, "This could be my last day" and it all melts away. I am getting better with having two boys 100% of the time. Trips to Costco are not so scary and I am not exhausted when I get home. Don't get me wrong - I rest EVERY afternoon, but not like it used to be. My next clearance appointment with my oncologist is next week and, as I look at my calendar, I have an entire week without one doctor appointment. SHOCKING. So, here are my funny stories.... When you go into remission, you are granted permission to go see all those doctors that you haven't seen since you started. I was allowed to see my dentist during treatment, but my dermatologist and my endocrinologist were 86ed. So, I finally got to see them last week. The nurse at the dermatologist's office asked me, "Has anything major happened since we last saw you?" hehehehehehehe Her mouth dropped when I told her. I had to spell chemotherapy for her. There was a long pause and she said, "Most people tell me something like, 'I am eating more salad.'" I laughed and said, "I am not even going to bore you with my dietary stuff!" The appointment went fine and the mole that was removed and "abnormal" last year hasn't returned. My doctor said, "Everything is probably dead from your treatment." She asked me about treatment and I told her about radiation and chemotherapy. She confirmed that I didn't have surgery - like a person would "forget" surgery - WHATEVER. Then, she started asking me about the radiation. "Was it external or internal?" I proudly exclaimed, "External - thank goodness!" She smiled and said, "Well, next year we will want to start monitoring that area too." What the (*&)^&?!~?! And why is she smiling?!?! Do people really want to look at my butt that much?? What is so popular about MY butt!?!?! Sorry...I digress....apparently, because of the radiation I have an increased risk of skin cancer right there. Yes, it will NEVER end. After I exhaled, I said, "Well, if you want to look at it right now, feel free. Everyone else has." She smiled again and said, "I am not so concerned right now. We will started next year." I said, "You sure cause I drop my pants for anybody these days!" She laughed and said, "Yes, I am positive." I narrowly escaped that one. The next story was when I was returning a weed wacker to SEARS. So, I am dressed in my new CABi sweater, my boots, and pair of Jeans #1. I looked okay for a 38 year old that just got out of butt cancer chemo. I was carrying the weed wacker to SEARS to exchange for Grant. At this mall, there are doing a TON of construction and I am walking by the site on my way. Suddenly, I hear a whistle and I causally look to my side to see what cute thing they are whistling at because I have learned that whistling stops at 32 - very abruptly I may add, but that is a different sociological phenomenon that we won't go into. Anyway, back to the story.....there was no one beside me. I stopped. I looked behind me. Still holding the weed wacker, I looked at the guys and said, "ME???" They looked at me, nodded and said, "Yes." with the expression of, "What are you a dork?" I put up one hand with the "Rock On" symbol and said, "ROCK ON!!!" They burst into laughter. Maybe it was at me, but I didn't care - SOMEBODY whistled at me!!!!!! My conclusion - the jeans WORKED! Happy Monday, Ang

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Rock On" ???????????

too funny!!!!!! Maybe you need to apply for the next Rock Of Love.

Ty

karen said...

that's probably why the doc wanted to look at your butt: cause you look so fab in your jeans.

laurie@duncancleary.com said...

Dang. I need to get myself a pair of jeans #1. You sizzle, baby.