Well, the title of this post pretty much says it all.
This is not a rant as much as it is me shaking my fist at a fucking shitty disease that kills so many of our loved ones; a disease that after all the advances in modern medicine, we still dont have a handle on.
I went looking for some answers about this because its good to be educated and its important to "know thyne enemy". I found this, which is really great:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/CANCER-SUCKS/42304507219
and I was infuriated when I found this:
"A comprehensive, nationwide review found that nearly 4 in 10 patients with stage I pancreatic cancer who are candidates for surgery are not offered this option, even though it has a demonstrated survival benefit."
http://www.cancer.gov/ncicancerbulletin/NCI_Cancer_Bulletin_062607/page4#b
WTF is that about? A relative of mine died of panceatic cancer after a long, painful struggle and after finding this I felt fucking sick to my stomach. She was diagnosed early and they DID NOT offer surgery as an option BUT they did do MONTHS of tests and let the progression of the disease continue unfettered until surgery was NOT an option. They elected to do Chemotherapy instead. I dont reacall ANY of the Oncologists saying anything about surgical resection until it was too late and by then the tumor was surrounding the vessels in her midsection. This pisses me off as you can imagine. WTF is that? This is a fucking travesty. People, you need to get educated and ask questions of your health providers! You can say NO to anything they offer you and you can INSIST on looking into other solutions when necessary. You can demand explanations and alternatives in courses of treatment! If the health care professional you are working with is not able to assist you in doing what you need to do, FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL!! Its your life so demand what you need of these people, they are here to serve your health. Lets not let them forget that!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pancreatic_cancer
This is a good resource for any of you who want to check it out.
and folks, smoking is the leading cause of most cancers so we need to cut that shit out RIGHT FUCKING NOW. I mean it, it will get you. It will.
We love you and miss you Di. I promise I wont shut up about this untill we figure out a cure. I am sorry we couldnt help you. See you.
L8er all.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
MouthDragon
GOD! GOD! WHY!
Well, before I launch into yet another nonsensical rant about something or other, I'll just mention that I will be leaving Winnipeg for a time and so I have been all the more keenly aware about how fucked this city is. This does not mean I do not enjoy this place, au contraire, I do love it. I love it like everyone loves The Littlest Hobo. No one really watched that show and no one REALLY misses it and still, we think of it fondly. That poor fucking hopeless mutt.
Anyway, what I've really noticed lately is how many complete and utter bargain basement weirdos there are in this town. Add to that all the spaztic downtowners, the "a few prawns short of a galaxy" transit riders and general other assorted hygenically challenged wackjobs, mouthbreathers and run on sentence nerds and we gots ourselves a family here! Seriously, this place has the most burnouts and nutjobs per capita, for reals.
I just googled "mouthbreather" and the image results were a bit disappointing. I know that you know and I also know you know I know what i'm talking about so, ok.......
I'm on the bus this aft. Just finished a grueling, brutal, 3 exam marathon, when into the seat beside me slides the mustachioed mouthbreather to end all mouthbreathers. Hes the Grand PooBah of them all and hes wearing blue blockers. Hes got on onion skin shorts two sizes too small and a football jersey. Mid shin tube socks and velcro runners.
For one brief, terrifying moment before he sat and my eyes happened to be level with the front of his shorts I swear, I saw a nut hangin' loose. So ok, I think i've established the visual for you here and yes, it was shocking. Terrifying even. Part of me wanted to laugh hysterically. I was all over the map emotionally.
So the MouthDragon sits down all nonplussed with his nut resting securely on the seat fabric beside me and proceeds to "drop the jaw". And GOD! GOD! The fumes exiting this guy were fucking FEROCIOUS. I mean unbelievably TOXIC. He was grumbling somekind of sea chanty I think and the stench from the cryhole on this guy was eyewatering. Other people were actually looking around.
By this time, I had crammed myself up into the tiniest ball like a yogi trying to get himself inside a 2 foot by 2 foot plexiglass box so as to avoid not being killed by the toxic wate dump that was this guys breath. I am not even exaggerating here people. I'm almost CONCERNED for the guy. That is not normal. At this moment, I am also thinking, "There is no way. There is no WAY I can continue to sit here in this cloud of death all the way to St. Boniface." There was no chance I was going to remove my hand from in front of my face so I calmly turn, while pinching my nose shut and croak "''scuse me" at him while trying not to stumble over my feet getting the fuck out of there. I think I was pretty graceful considering the circumstances.
Anyway, Yeah! I'm SO going to miss the freakazoids and public transit here in Winnipeg! Keep it real for me! Be Back soon!
xoxo
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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