Bad news: The tumor in my mom’s lung is indeed cancer. Good news: The tumor was removed along with 2 sections of the lung (out of 10, that is). The doctors think they got all of it out, hence 2 sections instead of one. Although it was near the lymphnodes, which was our biggest concerns, it didn’t get there. So as far as they know, they got everything. Mom will have to go through a less-aggressive chemo/radiation what have they just to make sure the cancer is all gone. I got to talk to her briefly this morning. I made...
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My mom has just gotten out of surgery to have a lump in her lung removed. I didn’t know about this until last night. We’ll hear more later on tonight (their afternoon). Will write more later. But in the meantime, if you come by here, please help me pray. Thanks....
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It’s amazing how a certain comfort food seems to just cure you of whatever sickness you may have. Bacon and rice. Cherry Coke. Mango. My miracle cure. Yes. I fried up another batch of bacon today, the full 4-strip treatment, for early lunch and early dinner. I buy fresh bacon by the pound from a local butcher shop, yielding about 12-16 strips, and freeze them in 4-strip portions. So I chopped up the bacon and fry them until crispy. I then toss them on a bed of hot steamed rice. Usually, I’d just sprinkle ground pepper over the top and...
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First of all, a shout out to Coleen and her wonderful idea! Please do keep me posted. I would love to participate again next year. Perhaps with all the right moves we can make this a national thing! And now, the conclusion of Februarium 2005. Day Five, February 14: Why you love. Answer this question. “Why do you love?” As far as I remember, I have always loved. I love my parents. I love my brothers. I love my cousins. I love my grandmother. I love my nanny. I love my room. I love my stuffed animals. I love Snoopy....
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Day Four, February 13: Where you’ve loved. It’s the sex entry. Bonus points if you make it funny for the rest of us. It was one fateful night at Brandon’s apartment, our first few nights together at his pad. Off went the light, and on went the candles. Things were getting hot and heavy. Brandon reached for a condom from the nightstand. It was the last one. As I said, things were hot and heavy which made us extra clumsy. The next thing we knew, the condom packet went flying across the room, and landed somewhere behind the computer desk....
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Day Three, February 12: When you’ve loved. Write either a brief history of your love life, or a single story about the love of your lifetime. I guess you can say that I have lived a crush-full life. Most of my romantic inspirations are from my dreaming about some boy whom I befriended but never took it further, or else I just never spoke to. I wrote several journal-full about these boys, all these romance unrealized, love unrequited. But one day, one man said something to me that changed my love life altogether. Given that my serious first celebrity obsession...
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