Sometimes the war chooses you...
On May 22, 2009, I was diagnosed with cancer.
On May 22, 2010, I ate barbecue for lunch and laughed when I couldn't eat the sandwich without pulling out my spicy sausage links. I uploaded more fanfic onto my Kindle and formatted a couple more stories in the .pdf I am making embroiderama for the Truth 'verse. Wrote a post about the test results from the last PET scan and "what happens next." I played two of my new video games and laughed because I got my ass kicked in both of them. masahide and I went shopping for gaming on Sunday. I probably shouldn't have laughed at him when he broke the refrigerator with an ice pick but it was kind of funny. We discovered a new anime series on Netflix which is awesome as all hell. I did some significant work on a stubbornly problematic character, finding her hook in the midst of her problematic stubbornness; the fact that obeetaybee agreed to help me with the story made me insanely happy 'cause her writing is awesomesauce. I had some dark chocolate because I love me some dark chocolate. I laughed a lot, actually, and woke up the next morning for a full day of role-playing.
And not once did I remember that it had been exactly one year since I had been diagnosed with cancer.
See, I had this whole elaborate plan about how I was going to do something special to commemorate the day and write some crap about the ten things cancer taught me and I forgot the goddamn date because I was out there just, well, living.
So sometimes? I just need to shut up and dance.
On May 22, 2010, I ate barbecue for lunch and laughed when I couldn't eat the sandwich without pulling out my spicy sausage links. I uploaded more fanfic onto my Kindle and formatted a couple more stories in the .pdf I am making embroiderama for the Truth 'verse. Wrote a post about the test results from the last PET scan and "what happens next." I played two of my new video games and laughed because I got my ass kicked in both of them. masahide and I went shopping for gaming on Sunday. I probably shouldn't have laughed at him when he broke the refrigerator with an ice pick but it was kind of funny. We discovered a new anime series on Netflix which is awesome as all hell. I did some significant work on a stubbornly problematic character, finding her hook in the midst of her problematic stubbornness; the fact that obeetaybee agreed to help me with the story made me insanely happy 'cause her writing is awesomesauce. I had some dark chocolate because I love me some dark chocolate. I laughed a lot, actually, and woke up the next morning for a full day of role-playing.
And not once did I remember that it had been exactly one year since I had been diagnosed with cancer.
See, I had this whole elaborate plan about how I was going to do something special to commemorate the day and write some crap about the ten things cancer taught me and I forgot the goddamn date because I was out there just, well, living.
So sometimes? I just need to shut up and dance.