The fifth week of it is probably the worst since that's when they bring back the chemo on top of the rad and it hurts her. It gets better since some asshole ripped off Tactical's truck. I'm fine with driving since I'll take the bust to get her to the doctors but ripping off a man's truck in Texas is one of the wrongest things anyone can possibly do.
It wasn't because he made any mistakes; the asshole stole it from his driveway while Tactical slept. Insurance companies never pay replacement value so he's screwed.
Today is the last for the chemo so Yevette has one more week of rad and out after this one. The only acceptable outcome beyond that is remission and the prognosis is good.
It would not please anyone, especially Yevette, to detail the hurts but it's been hard duty. It's a bitch to hear it and I can't even imagine how awful to experience. She does not whine about it but there will be sound when it hurts her and she can't help that. You need to be ready for that fifth week since it's one solid bitch but sustaining her is the solid belief it's working.
Bennie and Janet invited me and indirectly Yevette out to their church and I told him, "Man, I'm just about a total hermit but thanks."
Note: WTF, it was true.
They're nice people and it would have had zero cool to tell him, "Man, there are many people who you seriously do not ever want in your church and guess what??" (larfs)
I won't question anything about faith with anyone at The Center since that may well be the thing keeping them alive. There's plenty of reason to question it elsewhere and there's no reason to detail that in this context.
It got kind of funny, tho, since they said it's a small congregation of maybe ten people and sometimes only five. I was thinking, well, folks, that doesn't sound so much like a congregation as a backyard barbecue but that's cool on a Sunday too. Let's broil some steaks on the barbie and thank Jesus before we eat them, huh?
Ed: definitely leave their church alone!
I'm doing that. Take it easy, Dagwood.
It was impressive to see the high interest in the presentation from Our Revolution about one-payer medical coverage. (Ithaka: CA Single-Payer Bill SB 562 Passes Committee Vote ! | Our Revolution)
I had heard of medical insurance companies refusing to pay for medication prescribed during cancer therapy but it's so heartless it's tough to really believe even when I know the people. With Blue Cross / Blue Shield, that has happened twice and possibly three times with Yevette.
By what unholy right does some goddamn clerk override the medical prescription of a qualified, practicing oncologist based on some death merchant's judgement it was not cost-effective. That kind of thinking comes straight from the burning depths of Hell and it only happens in America.
Thank you for the interest and Our Revolution won't stop; it's been successful everywhere else in the world and to the betterment of everywhere else in the world.
The doctor's response to the refusal by the insurance company was to prescribe Fentanyl. Good job, BC/BS. You earn your damnation with every move you make.
There is not a concern about addiction since the Fentanyl made her even sicker. I can allow a little emotion just now and, fuck, I would not wish this shit on anyone. I only have to watch but for her ... there's no way to describe and I won't. She walks even more slowly than I now.
One more week but it does not look like such a hell week as this next one. She's toughed her way through this much and I'm sure she can make it. More importantly, it looks like she is sure of it. You can clearly see the vibe with her in I'm Going to Get Through This, Damn It. At almost 5/6 complete, she damn sure is getting through this.
The vibe overall is still generally good and definitely optimistic. It's one unholy bitch just now and it starts again in about ten minutes but this day should be the last of the worst and the effects of the chemo should mitigate over upcoming days. I've never seen anyone work so hard for the win.
It wasn't because he made any mistakes; the asshole stole it from his driveway while Tactical slept. Insurance companies never pay replacement value so he's screwed.
Today is the last for the chemo so Yevette has one more week of rad and out after this one. The only acceptable outcome beyond that is remission and the prognosis is good.
It would not please anyone, especially Yevette, to detail the hurts but it's been hard duty. It's a bitch to hear it and I can't even imagine how awful to experience. She does not whine about it but there will be sound when it hurts her and she can't help that. You need to be ready for that fifth week since it's one solid bitch but sustaining her is the solid belief it's working.
Bennie and Janet invited me and indirectly Yevette out to their church and I told him, "Man, I'm just about a total hermit but thanks."
Note: WTF, it was true.
They're nice people and it would have had zero cool to tell him, "Man, there are many people who you seriously do not ever want in your church and guess what??" (larfs)
I won't question anything about faith with anyone at The Center since that may well be the thing keeping them alive. There's plenty of reason to question it elsewhere and there's no reason to detail that in this context.
It got kind of funny, tho, since they said it's a small congregation of maybe ten people and sometimes only five. I was thinking, well, folks, that doesn't sound so much like a congregation as a backyard barbecue but that's cool on a Sunday too. Let's broil some steaks on the barbie and thank Jesus before we eat them, huh?
Ed: definitely leave their church alone!
I'm doing that. Take it easy, Dagwood.
It was impressive to see the high interest in the presentation from Our Revolution about one-payer medical coverage. (Ithaka: CA Single-Payer Bill SB 562 Passes Committee Vote ! | Our Revolution)
I had heard of medical insurance companies refusing to pay for medication prescribed during cancer therapy but it's so heartless it's tough to really believe even when I know the people. With Blue Cross / Blue Shield, that has happened twice and possibly three times with Yevette.
By what unholy right does some goddamn clerk override the medical prescription of a qualified, practicing oncologist based on some death merchant's judgement it was not cost-effective. That kind of thinking comes straight from the burning depths of Hell and it only happens in America.
Thank you for the interest and Our Revolution won't stop; it's been successful everywhere else in the world and to the betterment of everywhere else in the world.
The doctor's response to the refusal by the insurance company was to prescribe Fentanyl. Good job, BC/BS. You earn your damnation with every move you make.
There is not a concern about addiction since the Fentanyl made her even sicker. I can allow a little emotion just now and, fuck, I would not wish this shit on anyone. I only have to watch but for her ... there's no way to describe and I won't. She walks even more slowly than I now.
One more week but it does not look like such a hell week as this next one. She's toughed her way through this much and I'm sure she can make it. More importantly, it looks like she is sure of it. You can clearly see the vibe with her in I'm Going to Get Through This, Damn It. At almost 5/6 complete, she damn sure is getting through this.
The vibe overall is still generally good and definitely optimistic. It's one unholy bitch just now and it starts again in about ten minutes but this day should be the last of the worst and the effects of the chemo should mitigate over upcoming days. I've never seen anyone work so hard for the win.
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