Dreams Do Come True

Sauerkraut Here!

I’m finally able to eat real food again, joy! I can’t begin to tell you how amazing it feels to have the freedom to eat whatever I want. While on my diet there wasn’t much that didn’t sound delicious but I’d say my biggest craving was broth… Chicken broth, beef broth, you name it. I’ve never known myself to crave soup, but for whatever reason I had my eye on a can of soup my mother gave to me. So, when the time came I indulged myself in a can of Campbell’s Potato, Cheese and Bacon Soup. About five minutes later I was on the toilet with the screamers. This continued for the next couple of meals but I think my system has finally become iodine tolerant.

In other news I’ve had the week off from work and it’s been amazing! I got my house in order, picked up a few items at the store, made some returns, started some craft projects (my form of therapy) and helped my friend I Heart to Fart paint his house. Which might I add has been the most exhausting project of my life.

I don’t know how he does it but he always finds the trashy houses to live in and this one is a dozy. Every inch of this house needs cleaned, painted, or repaired. Seriously, every inch, no exaggeration. At the same time this house has the potential to be adorable if someone is willing to put some TLC into it.

Moving on… Tomorrow I have my body scan to evaluate how well the radiation worked and see if the cancer spread to any additional areas in my body. I’m a little nervous about this appointment because I’m very Closter phobic and I fear I may have a panic attack. I’m hoping the results are good and although it is highly unlikely I hope this is the only time I will have to do this body scan. The reality is, I will probably have to do this at least once a year for the rest of my life, oh goodie gumdrops.

In addition, I will be on a little purple pill for the remainder of my life, but at least it’s cute and purple. Supposedly this little pill will replace my thyroid and hopefully help me gain some energy and strength. I cannot explain to you how easily I get tired or how weak I feel every day. Let’s put it this way… Vacuuming my bedroom floor exhausted me and if I got in a fight I would probably tip over like a cotton ball and lay on the floor crying. Unfortunately, I still have that damn Irish temper, sigh. Thank God I have a crippled Samoan to protect me with his cane AKA his “magic stick.”

My 30th birthday is coming up and I feel I have a few reasons to celebrate: one, I’m turning 30 and two, I’m still alive, which I never thought I would be… I guess I should shut up; I still have some time to go.

This reminds me! Two weird dreams…

1) I had a dream a week or so ago that I had a really bad stomach pain and I went to see the doctor. I doctor informed me that it was protocol to give girls my age a pregnancy test to ensure that this was not the source of my main, interesting. In addition, this doctor told me I would have to take two, I was pissed. So, one of my tests came back negative and the other was positive. The next day when I awoke I received a phone call from my brother… As it turns out I will become and auntie (part 5) in February 2012. This must have been the positive test in my dream. The next day, I got a terrible pain in my stomach, went to the emergency room for a kidney stone, was informed that I had to take a pregnancy test as part of protocol and my test came back negative. This explains the stomach pain and the negative pregnancy test in my dream. Creepy!

2) I have always felt I would die young, 28 max! 15 days before my 28th birthday I totaled my car and the response team told me I should have died. Last year, at about this time I was talking to my best buddy PDX about a weird feeling I was having that 2011 would be a big year for me. I wasn’t sure if it would be good or bad, but it would be big! This year, so far I have lost my job, lost my puppy and been diagnosed with cancer. Again, my prediction was dead on.

That is all.

Sauerkraut

P.S.  I will post photos of my latest projects later.  Stay tuned.  Seriously, stay tuned...  Because no one reads this fucking thing anymore, tear.