I am the youngest person in the waiting room if you don’t count the one child.
Is this where all the fancy older ladies with cancer come get their treatment?
It’s like bougey cancer.
I am the youngest person in the waiting room if you don’t count the one child.
Is this where all the fancy older ladies with cancer come get their treatment?
It’s like bougey cancer.
The Secret Life of Pandas 
Bougey?
What’s up, Panda bear? How are things going? *HUGS*
Lol short for bourgeoisie. Lol.
I’m well, how have you been?
Yesterday I locked myself out of my house. Which made me sad as I wanted nothing more than to lay on my couch until dinner waiting for the pain to go away from the appointment.
OOOOOOh. Gotcha. I can’t remember the context now, but I will check after my reply. 😛
Gosh dern, I’m tired. And more than my fair share of crazy. The crazy is somewhat in check, so I guess all in all I’m good. Glad you are well. Very.
Biopsy? I imagine that could be painful. Bummer about the lockout. I bought a second set of keys recently, really snazzy ones (black with flames, blue/green striped and fleurr de lis), but I have yet to place them in a convenient but hidden outside location. Maybe you should treat yourself likewise.
Bougey cancer gets better treatment.
Good luck.
Lol. This is what I’m hoping for.
At first I read that as “booger”
Hahahahahaha
I think about you more than you realize. When I read this I get frustrated our friend has not gotten your journal to you. Does that seem off topic? To me it relates. Go – get some damn good treatment. Peace & health
I don’t know what bougey means. I guess I should look it up.
Cancer of any type sucks. I’m sorry you have to go through this. Whenever I run across your blog, I pray for you. I’ll try to pray more often.