Fuzzy's Romp Room

Awwww veggy...I wish i was there to be with you now.All this crap suks.

lauren...put that wallet out of your mind for a day or so and you will see it will pop up.

I think we need a group hugggggggggggggg.

As usual the hot weather suks...and im in a very bad mood.....went to Brooklyn to see 2 of my kids.....the word DRAMA takes it to another level.glad to be home......

huggggggggs to all my sistas....bc sure does suk!!!!!and everything that goes with it.EVERYTHING!!!!!!

Fuzzy I'm super thrilled that you got that touching letter from your daughter. I don't have kids, but I know that that kind of letter means. I have gotten them from my mom. They never get thrown away, and one has been on my refrigerator for many years.

Veggy I'm hoping you ended up enjoying that shower. I know it won't take you long to be comfortable in seeing "it." I must admit I don't really look at mine too much, but every once in a while I try to say nice things to it and put some organic cream or oil on it. I don't know how the TE feels about it, but it makes me feel better.

I had my last fill today. My TE moved and turned a bit. So the PS had to find the port. He started filling it but noticed it was filling out in the wrong place. I could feel the pressure on the lower part of the mound. So he cut the fill short saying there was no sense in causing discomfort. I'll be getting my exchange somewhere around the end of August or September.

I wish they could fill the TE's with wine. Then whenever I needed a drink I could hook up a drain and take a sip. Puts a new twist on breast feeding. Just something really stupid  thought of today.

I'll have to look for that wine. It sounds very yummy.

I think of Fuzzy's Romp Room aas a padded room to bang my head or do sommersaults and play.  You no ever know.  Sounding goo to read everything, there has been so many changes in the last month.

Today hand makes a clear fist w sstraight knuckles but arm still sloshing.  Better, no shoulder pain so typing better, fixing typos.

Cancer is still there or back or whatever the case.  Right axilla positive in two nodes.  The left neck node negative so in allopathic med not stage IV.  But in my world of alternative beliefs, it was stage IV when it went into my lymph system, this the never ending ..... never ending.

Fuzzy, lovely letter from your daughter.  Today mine babysat my neurotic Newfie so Hubby could go w me to holistic dr then onc appts.  Had to tell her the cancer is still there, she asked about stage IV and decided to leave her with the fact that my QOL is great and progress is stteady and it has been stage IV since went to lymph system, so not to fear, it's in the perscpective.  Stage II can find their demise in a few months if it jumps over, stage IV can too, and both can turn it around.  We never want them to far, I know.  I just want to keep her off this damned roller coaster and the dying a thousand deaths  in waiting to know. Yes, let them find their walk in beauty, remain innocent in all ways possible bcz once bc hits there is fear and above all there is love.  I live to see my daughter  walkk in the front door with her true love in this life, they are working their way, they are so happy and have loved one another since first grade.  That I live for, her happiness.

Veggy -have you considered kick boxing?  I did today.  Want to teaar apart something.  Wonder if kick boxing could be cuple w meditation?

Sassy - thank you for legal guide, I am  in need to deal w thes easses, one and all,actually have a file titled ASSES, with drs, IDEM, the neighbor w OWB and more, all to deal w before I die, no time now though.  

Dunessie - good to see you get around, you are fun!

Essa-Sweet blog --will try to remember Rebecca's wish. Read bonfires, we are with you

Fuzzy, the ultimate in life, better than anything --your daughters words.

Not hearing words of needing to check in.

Veggy, The pain caused by the implant under the pecs>>>>.I found many ways to deal with it and there is a thread on it. For me It was most important to allow 10 days to 2 weeks between fills, Was on the weekly--7 day, track and something came up to delay a fil . It was at least 10days, What a huge difference in comfort and next to no pain. The pecs were happy. Plus, check the amount for each fill. Amount tolerated by each of us is different.

Gail---I agree on what the Supreme Court did----when was the last one issue election---NAM?

 I agree with veggy we all should have a padded room in the house . Have said it for decades. A place that was soundproof--so we could yell ,scream, cry, be profane.  Walls soft enought that we could kick  and hit and not get hurt. I have often wondered what such a room used well, would do to our overall well being. Should be big enough for a small bed to fall asleep in after getting all the anger out.  Now Fuzzy's and veggys addition of tubes to deliver a tonic. Remember in the original The Bishop's Wife with  david niven/lorreta young/andArchie Leach--Iknow loosing it---found it--- CARY GRANT Anyways Dudley gives the Professor a drink >>That neither enebriates ,or dulls the senses, No hangover, but inspires  and gives the greatest sense of well being------Thats the tonic I want.

Nancy SKK is a hoot, If we could only read their minds. Hows MOM?

LOve and Blessings to all, we all made a step forward today. We woke up and made our minds up about something. Do as Rebecca asks --in d-essa's link

Scars suck even though they are there for a purpose. It got rid of the breast cancer, got rid of my bunions, got rid of a burst appendix, and determined that the thyroid was not cancerous. They all suck. It took years to accept and feel somewhat comfortable about the older scars. I am still dealing with the thyroid scar to some point. In time I'll accept this. Somehow this negative will become a positive.

I was invited out by a friend. she picked me up and we went for an icecream. I tucked the drains under my shirt. I looked like I had some kind of tumors growing.It was nice to get out of here for a little while.

I'll be thinking about you whenever I see someone passing by my house on a bike. Most of them are guys in their speedos. (Laughing a dirty little laugh) Think about it.

Hi Fuzzy. I guess I have sort of named my TE. I refer to it as 'this THING inside me.' I usually say it with a hateful tone. However, then I try to talk nice to it. For now it is part of my body and it is not healthy to send your body hateful messages.

This heat is oppressive. I barely accomplished anything today. Tomorrow will be even hotter and I must go to the store. I need veggies. Then I have to clean up a bit. A girl I went to high school with will be coming by Monday to buy my massage table. God I hate for her to see this mess, but there is only so much I can do between now and then. This house is so far gone it cannot be put right in 2 days, even if it was 2 full days of work. Maybe 2 full weeks of work. Yeah. Maybe then. LOL And I don't see that happening for now.

Sassy - good dog stories.  My Joseph did not like tornadoes, who doess and he would lead me to the hallway going into the bathroom, we would sit there, me in chair with him by me.  I would have skunks in carriers stacked in the shower/bath but we sat in the hall.  Every wind storm, he wanted me to go to that hallway.

 Bear Bear, our 2nd Newfoundland dog haated gun shots, backfiring cars.  I  would shoot mark on het mountain and he would OPEN the door, barrel up tothe bathroom and climb in shower taking curtain down on top of himself, we would find him huddles in there like he was hidden.  LOL 

Once at a flea market festival, I was tehre alone and had to use portapot, so took him and had his leash through door so he was tight to portapot outside.  A truck BACKFIRED and I was yelling STAY BEARBEAR STAY OMG STAY.  He did, but he was known to pull people down the road on their stomach for those noises, he was 180 pounds of true bear material.  but looked in face like a gorilla.

Edited to add - just recalled that Bear Bear hated thunderand lightening storms worse than the otehrs.  When we had one and he had to cr*p he would not go outside, I recall chasing him around the basement once with a broom because he was intent to do it down there instead of go out in weather.  LOL he was a charaacter.  

Our Newfie now is Danny Boy, see my pic here, he was adopted one yr ago.  HE doesn't mind storms or anything.  Except he is afraid of horseflies, and anything that reminds him of horseflies - bumble bees, hummingbirds, butterflies.  He also si afraid os squeaky toys, that aisle at PEt Supplies traumatizes him.  He is 145 poounds and such a woos.  He is also a water dog w webbed feet and afraid of the water as in pools and lakes, all he wants is to get back to shore or  stand on my shoulders.   He is neurotic but better.  He has good reason for all these fears and better but so funny.  

Dunes - I know the heat.  We were at 106 here today in NW IN.  augh!  Watered flowers twice and sweated whole time.  But like they say, if the cook starves it's her own fault.  Same with heat and holding the garden hose, too hot own fault, and I was.  So I showered right in the yard before coming inside.  Indelicate but  it worked.  

You could meet your person on the veranda w the table and a lemonade and tea tray.  The lady host.  But it is too hot to play, I know.  

We have our daughter's huge massage table.  She is selling it soon.   

Hubby is on new shift, he changed positions at work so he is home w me more.  Midnight a week and days a week, weekends off all the time.  He was on crazy shift, all and never knew day to day when on or off.  First time in 32 years w a  schedule and weekends off.  I am want to play when he is on midnights, work hard in evenings and into night.  Research, writing.  BCO now..... but will have to straighten up and get to bed so I can get up and have a day schedule for work.  Thhe point was for me to have more stability not to tire myself and cause more physical trials.  SLeep is healing.  So off to bed soon.....

Essa---on each side of the farm there are these huge gopher tortoises---Shats at first sniffed them, then one I thinked snapped, she won't go closer than a couple of feet. Here it's unlawful for a dog to MOLEST the tortoises, there is no law against the tortoise molesting the dog LOL. In this same area there are cows and horses-------new calves--were so interested and wanted to play with Shats. Wish it could have happened, but barbed wire separated them. What is great is the horse riders , don't have to fear her b/c she knows the horses from the pasture. I may someday rue the day, but she does well and I watch like a hawk for cars. She runs about 5-15 mph depending on mood. She couldn't get that speed out of me.---It's a rare place in this type of community. When I ran her on leash, the number of times I passed on the wrong side of the road a sherrif vehichles bringing teenagers back from the camp. I'm sure there was a discussion of laws etc. But the road is unmarked then dirt. WE have the largest dog park in the county, but last time shats was there it cost me 260$ --so many dogs without master control. HONK!......Hope Inever rue it.

NANCYnow, love that your cat swats you from atop its condo tower.

DUNE, my house is messy too.  Used to keep it pretty good, altho not as good as some, but not anymore.  Broken bones, cancer, and madness get in the way.  We worked on it for a week earlier in the year, got most of the house done, "still needs some work" says husband.  My mother is very kind about it, "Well, Gail, when you got two big dogs living in the house with you, it's hard to keep a house clean."  SMILE.  I love her.  FUZZ, like yer daughter loves you and I love you of course, I also dearly love my Mom, big hearts are hard to find. 

My neighbor, Dottie, she's got dogs too, and several cats.  Well, about every other year, one of those cats gets loose, nearly always around fireworks times.  So, it was late, night before last, she's carrying her grandson and beside was granddaughter, knocks on my door.  I was in NO MOOD to talk to anyone, but I'll talk to Dottie.  So, it was the lost Siamese cat mystery again, she wanted me to go outside in the rain and dark and wind and look for her cat under our big shed, which is situated behind several gates and backs up to her driveway.  Mind you, I'm missing my boob under a dirty T-shirt, house is filthy so can't let her in, which she obviously wanted to visit, my shoulder is killing me and stomach is wooozy.  So, as I apologized to her the next morning, it was the first time I ever said no to anybody who asked for my help.

But husband overheard our porch talk, which I totally forgot he existed, so he went outside and looked all around, but when I called her, her phone was out on account of weather.  So, next morning, I somehow got myself over to her house, but couldn't take the shortcut thru the bushes and up to the dirt road from the back, noooooo, too crippled up, so I wound up tromping around the long ways, and I was a tragic mess by the time I got to her door.  She said she found the cat when she got back from my house, it was hiding in her front porch bushes.  SIGH.

Let's see, last count, TWO massage tables are for sale within this group of rowdy rogues, Dune's and Lovessa's daughter.  This is a sign, obviously, but what it means is anybody's guess.

NOTE:  Our dog Smoke takes to the tub, too, when it thunders.  I keep a couple of his dog towels in the bottom for him to sit on.  He appreciates it so much, a very grateful dog.  Funny thing is, husband sees him as a noble sporting dog, his photographs show that, but I always see our dog as a sappy sort, but I knows just how smart he really is, he fools me with the dumb look and husband with the sporting look.  I honestly don't know what I'd do without a dog.  I hope us baby boomers start okaying retirement homes with dogs, else when I get to peeing on myself in large volumes, I'll have to lock myself in and shoot anyone who comes thru the door.  ALWAYS, GG  P.S.  Funny bulldog video link:

http://www.care2.com/greenliving/8-funny-misbehaving-dogs-videos.html?page=2