Lorraine

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Sad. Quad dies with me.

Peppermint Tea and Chobani Vanilla Greek Yogurt Mixed Berry with granola and some kind of delicious seasonal nuts. :ebert: I've lost my appetite for meals in general; could live on yogurt, vanilla and butterscotch pudding, fuji apples and peanut butter, and peanut butter pretzels. Plain ones too. :) Don't even care much for Ruffles anymore. :unsure: Still like bagels though and buttermilk biscuits. :yes: Other than that, not much else. Cookies and layer cakes and apple pies. Not big on ice cream, but suddenly like whipped cream. :huh: Really. Cancer does strange things.

Wish I had the hour to devote to listening to this. Maybe even I would choose my opinion about Sting. Rick Beato has been one of the people that saved my sanity during the pandemic, I have learned a lot listening to him and like him a lot. Hope to listen in the next few days, bet it is good. I think his name was Ed Bernstein. He always used to interview Justin Hayward in the 80s/90s. Good interviewer. Made it better that he really idolized the Moodies and Justin, but the interviews were good just the same. This Rick I never heard about until Goose started posting his critiques on songs which were all very good. If you happen to listen to it, can you give a summary here?

Once a tw*t always a tw*t. Whatever his personality, Sting is an absolutely brilliant songwriter and lyricist. Cant deny that either.

Since you can't go to church anymore can you have a priest stop by your house to say some prayers and give you communion? Both my mom and grandma did that when they got too sick to go to mass anymore. I know that's not the same as going to mass but it can still be something to keep you connected with the church in some way. Thank you. I am going to look into that this upcoming week.

Wish I had the hour to devote to listening to this. Maybe even I would choose my opinion about Sting.

Now he's just an older jerk.

Never heard of him or his band.

Amys does have some good ones, but they are too expensive and they don't don't give enough food for my husband.

That sounds disgusting. Does it actually make a good combo?

I swear they've speeded it up. It flies by faster than it ever has.

Can't attend Mass anymore. Now that breaks my heart. I can get a ride, but I will probably fall asleep during Mass. That and the need to be near at hand at all times a bathroom due to the massive amounts of laxatives I have to take to avoid constipation since they upped my morphine dosage. It's so hard to ask for help. I'd love to be able to even make a visit, but the church has received threats so they have to keep it locked when there are no Masses being offered. Anyone here who happens to be going tomorrow, take me along in spirit and do pray for me. Out of all the things I've had to do in my life, this has to be the hardest. I MUST learn to continually say Fiat! and Thy Will Be Done And to give up my last independence (driving) is killing me. Right now I am making a novena to know whether I should just proceed with sale or wait a bit yet. It's not like I can run out and buy another one if we happen to find out this diagnosis was just one big oops. Then I have my husband who has already informed me he's tired of the three hospice ladies coming each week and he has caught two of them (the nurse is one of them - he thinks she's afraid he's stepping on her toes and she doesn't like that) talking about me and how they were going to protect me. I need a man in the early stages of paranoia dementia like a hole in the head. Once again, whatever it is that you do, even if you believe in no higher power, please send your good and positive and affirming thoughts my way ASAP. :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2: :hug2:

I bought it used from an independent dealer. No warranty. Some parts of it yes. Apparently many 2017 Forester's had faulty rear-gates and bad air-conditioner compressors. Mine does have the faulty reargate, but the AC works fine. Not sure what to sell it for. I got a deal on it, but I understand, for whatever reason, used cars are now at a premium and, if you have a good one, you can make a killing. I've already been told mine is a solid car and it only has 52,000 on it. The tires I bought when I bought the car, so they have only about 25.000 miles on them and I've had them faithfully rotated. Also been faithful with oil and filter changes. Car initially didn't have any dints, but even though I have a disabled permit, Walmarters managed to dint it up here and there.. I have no idea how - maybe it is from the carts. Bahamas, you sound like my sister telling me to sell and use the money to do something special for myself, only now I am in no physical condition to do anything and, without being able to drive, much.

My apologies for misunderstanding what was trying to be conveyed to me. I am sorry. :hug2:

I have nothing good to say. I was given a morphine pump in my stomach. But no one told me until after the pump was in that I can no longer drive. By this time at night, it its nearly impossible for my to type and is very frustrating to do I cannot drive with the morphine pump, so the care has to be sold. What would you pay for 1 2017 Forester 2.5 4 liter awnd with 51,+ miles on it, and four new sets of tires that I bought and paid at Les Schwab for almost $1,000 lat year and has only 23,000 miles on them. Plus I still have the original four tires (w/o rims) they can have too. I just wanted better tires. Brand new battery too as of last year. Life has not been easy or getting easier. It is getting harder. And once again, I am very sad, the Christmass holidays won't be making anything easier. That is, if I make it. You don't owe us anything, if posting is a burden, please don't. The last thing I want to do is add to your troubles. Just know that we are thinking about you and will be here for you if and when you need someone to listen. :hug2: :hug2: I never said it was a burden to post at all. If you want to continue to hear the brutal day-to-day realities of what it is like dying from cancer, I'll post. I don't have much time left. Doesn't anyone understand that? I am dying soon. In a matter of weeks. So they say. There's always a chance they are wrong, but they didn't put a morphine pump in my stomach, and then return today to up the dosage, if this were all just some bad joke.

Happy 16th TRF Anniversary, Ken! :macallan:

Some chobani greek yogurt with mixed berries.

Smart man.

I have nothing good to say. I was given a morphine pump in my stomach. But no one told me until after the pump was in that I can no longer drive. By this time at night, it its nearly impossible for my to type and is very frustrating to do I cannot drive with the morphine pump, so the care has to be sold. What would you pay for 1 2017 Forester 2.5 4 liter awnd with 51,+ miles on it, and four new sets of tires that I bought and paid at Les Schwab for almost $1,000 lat year and has only 23,000 miles on them. Plus I still have the original four tires (w/o rims) they can have too. I just wanted better tires. Brand new battery too as of last year. Life has not been easy or getting easier. It is getting harder. And once again, I am very sad, the Christmass holidays won't be making anything easier. That is, if I make it.

That's so very sad and tragic. It's no consolation to say that so many are getting hit left and right with tragedy, but many are. More than ever. Take no one and nothing for granted. You never know.

She must miss her father a lot. That had to be hard on her. Lucky she's young enough to absorb it. I hope

Now we lost our power. Just when I thought we had made it through the worst, the lights went off. Glad I have this phone.

I can't wait to watch this later on my computer. That is if we don't lose our power. Heavy winds here.

Hospice had to come today. Doubled my morning and night doses of morphine. Last night first time pain woke me up. For whatever reason they won't up the dosage. The fast acting ones for the day aren't strong enough eithet. Pain traveled around a lot today. Finally settled in lower left side. I would not wish this on anyone. I get scared sometimes. This is one of those times. Jesus, I trust in You. Help me please.