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I miss having boobs sometimes. I didn't think I would. Usually it sneaks up, like when I flicked my husband on the nip cause he was being silly, and he reached out to my chest with grabby hands like he forgot, for a moment, that I'm differently shaped than I was.

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So I was at the Seattle meet up for gishwhes and ended up being carted away in an ambulance but I left my shoes and my still life hat! It may not seem like much but that had a really important stuffed animal on it that I didn’t want to lose! It was a multicolored bat on a straw hat with fruit,...

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I'm still here. I still get to enjoy life. Even if its just hanging at home with my kid :)

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Michael was diagnosed with stage IIIB non small cell lung cancer October 4th 2013 and was rushed to Portland as his trachea collapsed from the tumor resting on it and his heart. Michael is blessed to have treatment at Dana-Farber Cancer Institute although it is a long drive from Bangor, Maine. Please consider donating to help his family purchase a car to get him there, for medications and food. thank you!

http://www.gofundme.com/MichaelsAngels

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In honor of hitting 69 followers I will be giving away this small shopping cart I found in the trash at work (I’m a janitor so this isn’t as strange as it sounds, I find all sorts of crap). You do not have to be following me, and I will ship anywhere in the world on my own money. If you would like to win said small shopping cart reblog this post by June 30th! Winner will be chosen at random.

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There is a certain freedom, and a certain temperance, that come from finding out your expiration date.

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I'm going to wear these today, because they make me smile. Chemo is done, radiation is done, and now I'm in recovery.  There is a part of me that whispers out when I'm distracted, unguarded, that reminds me half of the people with my kind of breast cancer are dead in five years.  I'd be pissed at that little voice, but it's whispered in terror and it's hard to be angry with that. I try to be happy as often as I can, and I remind that little part of me that I think its best to live those five years as well I can, as happy as I can, doing what I can for others, so that even if that's all I get those five years will be amazing and maybe I'll leave the world a little better than I found it.

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Work mug. I don't have any recollection of buying it. Or having it gifted to me.

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Yes, um… excuse me,

I was wondering of anyone here could help me with a little project. A few weeks ago, my older sister was diagnosed with breast cancer, and things haven’t but going so well for her. The treatments have been going well, its just that her general morale is low.

My sister really...

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last chemo

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When this crap is over

Imma go order the biggest Roundtable hawiian pizza I can and just bury my face in it.

Or in actuality, I'll barely finish half a slice, feel wasteful, force myself to finish said slice, then regret everything while my family packs away the pizza in the fridge.

Still gonna do it.

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NEED

I need spearmint so bad!

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Homostasis

I'm listening to speed metal in the hopes that my external environment will influence my internal environment and I will get some energy.

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I ate a jello cup!

I spent five days in the hospital after my mediport got infected. The infection spread into my blood, now I'm home with a picc line I hafta give myself antibiotics through every eight hours. But the whole time I was in the hospital I barely ate, because I just wasn't hungry. Then the day after my discharge I had my second chemo, and the cycle just repeats. But today, just now, I had a jello cup. Given the goals and tasks I most likely could accomplish eating a jello cup probably shouldn't be noteworthy, but I'm damn proud of myself.

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*incredulous voice* mERRY CHRISTMAS????? WHAT ABOUT PIPPIN CHRISTMAS?????  

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Michael was diagnosed with stage III lung cancer October 4th 2013 and was rushed to Portland as his trachea collapsed from the tumor resting on it and his heart. He is unable to get disability and, of course, cannot work. He is bedridden until surgery to remove the tumor and stent next year. His partner is unable to work except to care for him and manage a few clients with her design business. The prognosis depends on his eating whole and nutritional meals as well as receiving the right medications. All of this puts an even more pronounced strain on him and his family. Michael is a generous, loving, witty, strong man of 52 years who has a whole lot more to give to his community once this battle is won. He is the pride of the small northern Maine community he grew up in as he was one of the best basketball players to come out of Maine. He feeds stray cats, raised beautiful loving children and loves to help the needy. Please consider helping him to overcome this horrid crisis and return to the health he deserves. Thank you!

http://www.gofundme.com/MichaelsAngels