Wednesday, July 30, 2008


Five years ago today my body, mind and soul were changed forever.

Five years ago today my life was permanently altered.

Five years ago today I went under the knife to remove my jacked up thyroid with the butthole cancer growing all over the stupid mother fucker.

Thank the baby jebus and all the candy in all the stores in all the world that I can say "Five years ago today..."

Woo to the fucking Hoo!!

Now don't get me wrong, this hasn't been an effing picnic sweet ride on easy street by any means. It's been far from a chill time and I have issues and scans and more blood tests than I care to think about to deal with for the rest of my life but through the crankyness and mood swings and complications and all the other shit I'm so thankful for everything I have and try to remember that every single day. Even when I'm trying not to punch someone in the face for being an asscake, I follow that with, man, I'm so glad I'm still around to not kick your ass.

All of the crap I went through in 2003 was all terrifying and sucked sweaty donkey balls but also necessary and as hard/weird/melancholy/contemplative this date is, and if you're a cancer survivor you know how big 5 years is, I'm extremely proud that I'm still here to hopefully make people laugh, squeeze my kitty even though she hates it, watch horrible reality TV, consume enough sushi to choke a tuna, swear at assholes on the road, eat my weight in chocolate, make my photography dreams come true, love my man till he can't take it any more, and etc., etc., etc., I'm so damn grateful for the life I have.

Cancer blows, but in my case I've been more fortunate than others so today I'd like to salute anyone who's been touched by the effing cancer demon shit from hell in any way or who deals with a chronic illness. You are brave and strong and awesome even if sometimes you don't feel like it. Every time you voluntarily walk into a doctors office and put up with that massive bullshit you're a hero. Every step forward is a triumph. And every breath you take is precious.

Thank you to everyone and anyone who's supported me in any way. I owe you a lot. Thank you to science for figuring out how to keep me here to grumble and crab and laugh and love. Thank you to my body for, in all it's imperfections, still manages to work. Thank you universe for allowing me to hang out here for a bit longer. Just, thank you.

Vodka floats for everyone!



kim* said...

Thats good, go girl you are a fighter :)

Avalon said...

Wooooohoooooo Betty!!!

( Sorry I missed the actual day, but happy nonetheless).

Anonymous said...

Has it been that long? Seesh, it seems more recent. That means we have been friends for what? 6 or 7 years now?

I am glad you are still around too!
And thanks for reminding me to call the dermatologist, after I find one who is not 100 years old.

Love ya always

Evil Genius said...

Thanks for a wonderful post. As someone who suffers from a chronic illness (a couple autoimmune disorders, actually) along with being hypothyroid (thankfully non-cancerous, unlike yours), I totally relate to everything you've said.

You are a fighter, and I think you're doing great. :-)