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Well, all right. For an update on my dad's cancer situation... as far as I understand things from my less-than-informative mother, they found a malignant tumour behind his appendix. Instead of doing a biopsy, they're just going to take it out and see what they see. I don't know when they're doing this... it might actually be a bit early to tell.
So, there you go.
And for you great big whiners who are bitching and moaning about my methods of breaking my bad news to them: Get over it. You try and find a good way of dropping that bomb into conversation. posted by Alleen at 11:03:55 AM
Monday, March 29, 2004
Yikes.
The scariest thing I've seen today: the bare arms of the guy from the Stereo MCs, the kind of ginger-haired Englishman that really makes the case for male burkas and/or wearing sunglasses indoors to block the fucking glare. The man is, quite literally, the palest, skinniest man I've ever seen. I really don't need to see his bare arms, nor his ribs poking out of a leather vest with no shirt underneath.
Yikes.
In other news, my dad has cancer. In his appendix. I know I shouldn't laugh. It's not that I'm not upset or anything. But come on, it is sort of funny. I mean, if you had to pick one place to have cancer... really, wouldn't that be it? posted by Alleen at 12:07:40 PM
