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When dealing with serious illness, you must get regular checkups from compassionate caregivers.

I am one of the half dozen ppl who still use a paper calendar (alongside electronic ones attached to various accounts ) and I am delighting my inner child right now by having chosen the perfect sticker for next year's pocket calendar. Here.

While watching what all is going on with elections tonight, I was also witnessing convincing himself that my takeout food container is in fact a *box* and he *does* in fact fit. Not the brightest crayon in the box but I totally adore him.

Benefit of growing up Protestant in Eastern Europe: your go bag for a guilt trip is always ready. I needed it today because I had to tell that his butt curtains needed trimming. Bye now, I am going...


This, ladies and gents, is a motherfucking breakfast. After two years plus of intermittent fasting and fixing my lab results, my obese ass had to pause that because I have meds I need to eat with that I take in the morning. And no exercise what with having gotten spayed. My overall condition is deteriorating and lumbar spine is clamoring for exercise. I am frustrated.

Them: Are you taking all the naps you need to recover from surgery?
Me: <gestures towards bed>


I have been spayed, and it was the single incision and OMG modern science. But. Norovirus left behind dangerously low potassium levels: normal is 3.5 to 5.5 and mine was 2.3 this morning. So they hospitalized me for that, not for anything related to the surgery. At least I found out that hospital beds have USB chargers now. And that my phone will automatically airbrush my mf selfies 😜🤦‍♀️

I set up my fundraiser and then we went to a friend's party in her courtyard for lots of laughter, for food, for companionship, to enjoy a beautiful warm evening in amazing whimsical lighting, and to remember to

@TheNewsOwl I took this pic for you last night: the 50+ activity center where we dance, has new decorations up and this quilt caught my eye.

Good morning CoSo! I just snapped this shot of and I love it, so I wanted to share. Surprising beauty at the start of the week - I will take that, given the week I am staring down.

Things are bad. Personally, and worldwide. Here is a visual summary of how, still and all, with and my CoSo sticker

- with who is snoring after wreaking holy havoc on our bedding. He is pure and happy - and those qualities, in however tiny doses, feel.like a balm right now.

It is an absolute tiny minority who do not need chemo after surgery with my type of cancer. This is what I will lose if it comes to that. Meanwhile I had my first cancer institute appointment and the two nurses and one PA all tested negative for empathy. I am at peak paradox: life is nothing but bitter fury and misery that will get worse, but I don't want to die.

Today I posted things for my online courses under supervision from and I did a video commentary on our local human rights page about how elections have consequences. From stuff to , not a thing about the middle school where I return tomorrow, or about illness. A good way to end the week and weekend.

I hope that I can have as short a battle ahead of me as anyone can hope for, and one that ends in victory. But for now, I am entering the silicone bracelet phase of my life. My cancer awareness color is peach.

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