PRAY FOR AN ATHEIST

I just got an email from Muck. His Leukemia has flared up and he’s been battling an infection for a couple weeks. The treatment has knocked him on his ass and he’s been pretty weak. But he vows to be back in the near future as soon as they get his treatment coordinated.

We all know he’s an atheist, but lets screw with him and say a few prayers.

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ThePessimisticChemist
ThePessimisticChemist
September 21, 2012 1:29 pm

@ecliptix543 “how does someone like that manage to wipe their own ass?”

Thats easy.

They don’t.

ecliptix543
ecliptix543
September 21, 2012 3:00 pm

Disturbing.

TeresaE
TeresaE
September 21, 2012 3:20 pm

ecliptix543 says: “…how does someone like that manage to wipe their own ass?”

Well, I can tell you, because I’ve had a couple friends that were way over 500 lbs.

They have long sticks (used to be wooden, now usually plastic) that have little grooves cut into them to “catch” the TP.

ewwwwwwwwwwwwww.

I saw my mom naked (mom was about 100 lbs overweight when nobody else was) when I was about 11 and started my first diet and exercise plan that very day.

At what point do people just throw up their hands and say, “fuck it! I’m going to Omar the Tent Maker to buy clothes and I just don’t care!”?

I put on 30 pounds thanks to stress eating (and junk eating), I’m finally back down to within 5 pounds of the weight I was at all through my body-building, exercise fanatic, 20’s.

For a 45 y.o. broad that is going to be a grandma in December, I’d say that is not bad. Now I offer up the prayer I used to make…

Dear god, please don’t allow me to become as fat and crazy as mom. And please, please, please, never put me in a situation where I have to stick my toilet paper onto a 20″ long stick to be able to wipe my ass. In your name, Ramen.

Muck About
Muck About
September 21, 2012 7:45 pm

@TE: Thank you! Thank you! It’s been a bitch of a day the XO’s help.

Congratulation on the upcoming Grandmothering Hood. I’m still not convinced it’s worth all the trouble to get there – but females feel different about those things.

Now I crash me down to enjoy a weekend break from everything and everybody except my sweetie. It’s nice to be best friends with your lover of 57 years…

MA

ecliptix543
ecliptix543
September 21, 2012 7:49 pm

Glad to hear you’re still kickin’ down there! Drop me a line when & if you’re up for some beers, sir. 8)

Colma Rising
Colma Rising
September 21, 2012 7:56 pm

Hey Muck! I forget the name, but when you mentioned Kula and pineapples, a light bulb lit over my thick head. I have a pretty sharp face memory, not so good with names…

Rest up and enjoy your weekend. Good to see updates.

You da man

Muck About
Muck About
September 23, 2012 5:53 am

You know, Mother Nature can be a real bitch sometimes.. Managed through the Mono-clonal treatment Friday – with a case off bone-break chills and other assorted not to be unexpected side effects. So fine – more to go Monday. Been sick as can be all day – so what happens next?

Up until last night, we had a wee yorkie-poo named Widget — she was 15 — and a great chunk of sunshine in my and my sweetie’s life. She’s been having aging problems along with her Mom and Dad – heart murmur from a failing valve, deaf as a post and a smile generator that’s was a mile long.

Took her out yesterday late PM for a pee-call and her best buddy Fluff was going by. Widget flew down the drive way to say high, flew back up to where I was sitting in a chair, looked up at me and fell over with a heart attack, then convulsions. We had been watching for these signs as when she slowly came round, her tongue was blue and she was in desperate straights to breath.

So we took her to the vet and I held her while she was euthanized, brought her home and had a small funeral by flashlight with our neighbor thankfully providing the help to dig the grave.

With that kick in the butt, I’m afraid I two-faced it.. I thanked Mother Nature for giving us 15 years of joy with Widget and then howled at the moon and told Mother N. that she could really be a mean old bitch sometimes and this was one of them.

This morning is not going to be a good one – and it’s only 5:50 Am… Shit happens but I wonder what comes next.

Thanks again for all you kind comments. I don’t fret the others.

MA

Llpoh
Llpoh
September 23, 2012 6:56 am

Sorry for your loss. I still miss my boxer and Jack Russell. The boxer was brave and kind, the Jack Russell loyal, fearless and fierce. We currently have three dogs – including an old toothless mongrel we adopted about a year ago.

Hope you get feeling better soon. Need your advice around here – no bull.

flash
flash
September 23, 2012 7:28 am

Muck, the loss a dear pet can be nearly as grievous as the pain of losing a loved one…my sister lost her little lap dog Friday and she called crying her heart out…all I could do was listen.

One of the saddest events of my life was having to put my well loved English pointer down after 16 years of constant championship.

The darkest night always comes with a promise of sunshine.

Here’s a little sunshine for youand your partner of 57…

Muck About
Muck About
September 23, 2012 9:04 am

Thanks, guys.. I really mean that. I agree with you, flash, that losing a close – raised from tinier than a teacup – pup that turned out to be a joy to one’s life for 15 years is almost as bad as losing a kid (but not quite)..

I know that time will soften the outlines and smooth away most of the pain, but getting from here to there is a bit of a tractor pull.

I couldn’t sleep last night so I spend an hour or two (not at one time), just sitting next to where we buried her and we had a great conversation. In a while, I’ll put in some nice white stone pads and a big pot with something in it to see but move on away from with a little help from time.

For shit throwing monkeys — you guys and girls are the best..

@HZK: Now what do I do with these huge lesions coming to life on the inside of each cheek? Anything besides salt water/baking soda rinse? (I heard Jack Daniels and chemo don’t mix so well!)

MA

Stucky
Stucky
September 23, 2012 9:37 am

Here’s the thing about dogs …
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…. that’s why all dogs go to heaven
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indiejen
indiejen
September 23, 2012 9:46 am

MA, I am so sorry for what you’re going through. Seems particularly cruel that you would lose Widget just when you need her company the most. What a suck-ass time.

I’m sure HZK will have some suggestions for you, but in the meantime, what do you think of trying some zinc spray? It would be the first thing I’d reach for if I was in your shoes. I expect it might prove significantly more effective than the sodium bicarb solution.

http://www.swansonvitamins.com/quantum-thera-zinc-spray-4-fl-oz-liquid

newsjunkie
newsjunkie
September 23, 2012 10:10 am

Muck,

My heart goes out to you. May your loss be easier because it is shared.

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ThePessimisticChemist
ThePessimisticChemist
September 23, 2012 1:09 pm

Losing my dog was one of the most painful experiences of my life. I have yet to get another because of it.

Having to put our horse down was even worse. I’m not a crier, but I felt pretty damned numb for days after that.

IndenturedServant
IndenturedServant
September 23, 2012 1:13 pm

Muck,
I’m humbled at how much joy I get from my dogs. I have lost several amazing dogs but it is always the simple joy they brought me that gets remembered. The sadness will pass.
I_S

Maddie's Mom
Maddie's Mom
September 23, 2012 7:01 pm

Muck,

I’m so sorry to read about the loss of your Widget. I’m sure she was a joy!

The years we have with our fur babies go by much too fast, but even in her absence, Widget will still be making you smile.

Take good care of you, Muck, and here’s to better days.

Muck About
Muck About
September 24, 2012 4:36 pm

Thanks for all the nice words and sympathy – they mean more than you know.

Wee Widget has just taken up residency in my heart (trying not to get tangled in the bypass surgery litter scattered about) and that’s where she’ll reside until I’m hauled away kicking and screaming, “No! No! I haven’t read Friday Fail yet!!”..

#1 chemo cycle is finished, three more to go at 28 day intervals if the old body will stand up to that many and we’re shooting (and will hit!) for remission by the end of it.

I’ll be lurking – and as time goes by I’m sure I’ll be up to my obnoxious speed soon enough.. Thanks again to all. I’ll see to it that all your 5 gallon cans of throwing material are topped off!

MA

Stucky
Stucky
September 24, 2012 4:52 pm

I was just talking to Ms Freud about you today. (She’s praying for you … sorry. But, she’s a cancer survivor.)

Thank you for the updates.

Hugs from Stucky and Ms Freud
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Llpoh
Llpoh
September 24, 2012 6:08 pm

That bear is simply warming up his lunch.

Muck About
Muck About
September 25, 2012 1:09 pm

@LLPOH: Somehow I doubt that a wolf would go so quietly into that dark night……. You’re a stinker..

But then, neither shall I go quietly. Have a nice day, llpoh.

MA

Xenu
Xenu
November 17, 2012 12:28 am

So does anyone want their thetin levels checked?