The winner!

What in the hell do you people who don't work do all day? I have way too much time on my hands. I cleaned my closet, my med chest, making a few scrap book entries, bought something to quilt, reading one of Dan Brown's missile's, etc., etc. The TV is a waste land and hell one can only sleep so much. I woke up a 4 am and was thankful there were only two more hours before the newspaper arrives. I do enjoy the paper and the puzzles each morning. 10 AM to the radiation, takes about 4 minutes. No point shopping, don't need anything, so come on home and fiddle around until the 5 pm NeWS. I think I'll get used to this life and maybe the puking will take up some of my time later.
Now....thoughts of having different cancers. I have an acquaintance who has had a lot of skin cancer, non dangerous type, and she wears that title like a badge. Counts her trips to the doc. Won't go out without sunshade, which she says doesn't help, and wears a hat etc. It is like she is proud of the status.
There is a bit of pride, or maybe way too much in all of us. My latest snob attack is about brain cancer. Now I would not want to have anal cancer, or mouth cancer, or uterine cancer, etc. The elite of the cancer crowd must be brain! And I am told my tumor is in the highest functioning part, math and engineering! Well of course!
So while I am in the waiting room scanning all the cancer magazines, I sneer at the barrage of breast cancer stories. That's nothing, I've been there and done that. No prestige in breast cancer.
That my friends are the crazies that come upon people walking down roads they would rather not. I wish you all NO cancer, NO prestige, NO sympathy, NO importance.