No, I have not taken a brief vacation to some exotic place, however, it does sound tempting right now. Alas, my absence has been due to a gurgling stomach(actually much more graphic than that but I will spare you the details) and a love/hate relationship with the bathroom's white porcelain buddha during the wee hours of the morning before we were to leave for Texas. At one point I came to the realization that I would not be on the flight that day to the San Antonio Breast Symposium--largest in the world--no matter how much I was wishing away my rocking and rolling gut.
This is the second year I've had to abort the mission of going and, to say I was miffed, mad, pissed, furious, incensed, etc. etc. etc. (you get the idea), is an understatement. My plan was to meet many of the metsters attending to form an alliance when approaching the researchers so they would understand our needs and requests to put us as a priority on research. I also wanted to learn about the types of treatments on the horizon that may potentially save our lives.
While in a foggy stupor, due to the horrible early morning stages of movement...(TMI), I encouraged Rob to go without me--I would be fine. I will admit I wasn't fine for a few days but with a little help from my friends I slowly recovered from this nasty stomach virus. While Rob was at the convention, he soaked up all he could to share with me even though his tummy was in a bit of a twist as well.
With plenty of time on my hands I was able to view the video from the pharmaceutical company, Novartis, who had filmed us in our home last spring. We are our own worst critics so I cringed at my part but the dog and cat come across as shining stars. Go to Afinitor Stories if you care to see both hubs and me in action...along with the dog and cat.
This is also the time of the year to get your tax deductions so go to UW Carbone Cancer Center and donate this month. All donations go directly to research so your money will make a difference of making MBC a priority. Thank you from the bottom of my heart (and gurgling tummy).
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