My mother became ill in August 2008 with ovarian cancer. This is a story of the final months of an exceptional woman.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Squeezing One Out!

Judy = Elmo
Birdies in Love!!
Dear Friends,
No, I am not going to write a treatise on my bowel habits despite the title of my entry today. Another time for that. You need something to live for...

Today I think I just need to write something before I am shot up with chemo tomorrow at 11:45 AM. I shan't have the strength to lift my head nor the mental vigor to mount a thought after that. Not that I have an oversupply of the latter floating about my brainpan even with all neuronal thrusters at their turbocharged best. The chemo fog ( http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/29/health/29chemo.html ) persists even after my energies return.

What about my pictures as posted above? They relate to material you will find further on. The first photograph is my response to the test you will find in the third link below. It is an intense probe into the depths of your character.

The second picture further develops themes on the life of birds. All will be revealed if you read every jot and tittle of my note today plus and attachments. A challange probably beyond you as it would be me. Not recommended if you wish to retain any semblance of Inner Calm. A shorter version is that this picture captures my response to hubby, Paul Edmund, should I discover he has not worn his breathing machine (CPAP) overnight to correct his WayBad sleep apnea.

I am ready for those great breakfast goodies Paul serves up. Miz Flounce must keep her energies bursting out of every orifice! and that takes alot of fuel.
Here are some links you may benefit from? The first is a blog that has information about a host of caregiver related medical issues. The second is an initiative being proposed in California. The final one is the powerful psychological test made for you which I mentioned above!


(I am Elmo by the way, you probably figured that out given my cap in the piccie above)

Judy (via jeff)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

miz judy, i don t know about leaving you a message since most give you gas or palpilations. i don't know what a palpilation is but some of the notes have taught me alot of stuff. i channel now its neat

i think you are more like the cookie monster than elmo. did you answer all thequestions right on the test I m only 11 but i no that is important
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jessie

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Vacherie, Louisiana, United States
Born in rural Arkansas my tongue took up residence in my cheek shortly thereafter. I use it to speak "Genteel Southern Lady". Cussin' I only use when provoked by the Uppity. Paul, my husband, and I have lived in Cajun Country for many years raising cane, twins (a boy and a girl; now adults? definitely old) and other mischief. Alligators, water moccassins and bears have tussled with me as I protect our swampy coastal farmstead. We are stuck now on lovely Lake Hamilton near Hot Springs where we have our second home. We have been here waiting for Godot since my heart valves blew out Late November 2007 and now with cancer diagnosed August 2008. The Furies have me in their sights... I am writing this blog to let my Beloveds know how I am doing so they will not "get off" in imagined ways on my dire straits. The reality is bad enough without turning my story into a B-grade movie of the mind. I know all of you wish me the very best. And I miss you! never no mind your fevered imaginations. This is as close as I can get to a fond and loving chat with you right now... Sadly, Judy aka Mizflounce passed away peacefully early on Sunday morning May 30th 2009 age 78.