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fairoriana gave me five questions to answer. Here's the thing:
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, or your favorite kind of sandwich, maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.
2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.
5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.
1. Which one is stronger, hope or fear?
I used to live on fear, but it never entirely killed my hope. Hope, on the other hand, gave me the strength to shut out the fear and survive it. It's gotten me through abuse, bad marriages, lack of confidence, lots of surgeries, and the loss of my language. My spirit is why I'm still here.
2. What's your favorite date?
For "going on a date" - A living-room picnic with a DVD. Challah, brie, Bosc pears, a bottle of wine, and my husband.
On the calendar - probably September 10th. Our wedding anniversary.
3. How many times have you had surgery?
Hrm. I'm going on memory, so it won't be in order.
Tonsillectomy, two dialysis access installations, lumpectomy on my left breast, arthroscopy on my right knee, two rounds of laser surgery on both eyes (4 total), two angioplasties (heart and left shoulder), removal of a growth on my labia, vitrectomy (left eye), removal of three impacted wisdom teeth, quadruple bypass, three transplants, removal of a squamous carcinoma (tongue), mechanical thrombectomy (brain, of course), closure of my arterial graph, tubal ligation... I think I won't count the last one since they did it when the transplant surgeon was done. So, unless I'm forgetting about something, it's 21 so far. I'm planning on another pancreatic transplant, and eventually my right knee is going to have to be replaced...
I think I'm like an old Chevy. When I have problems with a part, they've been able to fix or replace it. BTW, my birthday is the same day of the year the new Chevys come out, so it's appropriate.
4. Did you have any nicknames as a kid? What were they? Were they kind or cruel?
I don't have many memories of my childhood, but I got Ginger when I was 17. My geometry teacher called attendance by last names, and I knew where I was in that sequence. Instead of calling "Geyer", he called "Ginger," I said "Here!" and everybody laughed. I remember getting teased about it, but I was embarrassed and tried to ignore it. A few years ago when I started going to CONvergence, I decided to resurrect the name. It seems to fit me. For what it means to me, see my profile page.
People at the bar I was working at used to call me Wednesday. I corrected them reminding them it was Friday. Since I'm usually the one picking up the slack at whatever job I'm at, Friday is kind of my work personality.
Moogie. My internal 12-year-old. Also a small fuzzy tiger on the bookshelf in the living room.
Pook. Gunthar and I call each other that.
The only cruel one I vaguely remember is one I got when the principal called my name on the loudspeaker and mispronounced it as Gay-er. Since it was Catholic school, I never lived it down.
5. If you had to give up one of these, which would you relinquish and why: phone, computer, tv.
Television, of course. The only time I use that box is when I'm watching a DVD with Gunthar or playing Nintendo. My computer monitor is nearly as large as my TV screen.
If I had to throw away either the computer or the phone, I'd keep the computer.