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A hilarious view of life with multiple autoimmune disease and chronic illness. Lupus, Dermatomyositis, Myositis, Alopecia, Raynaud's Syndrome, Sjogren's Disease, Depression & Anxiety. I have it all and have learned to not only accept what come my way but to see the humour in all that life has to offer. If you know someone struggling with chronic illness please refer them to this blog. My hope is to brighten the days of those who need it the most and give hope that there is still a beautiful life to live even if it may be a little bit broken!

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Flowers For My Boobs

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Heading off for yet another breast biopsy today.  I had another Breast MRI last week and got the call that they needed to do yet another biopsy. I really wish that they would just do the surgery and take the lesion that they are watching out.  The breast surgeon does not want to do surgery to remove a lesion that may not be cancer because I am at risk of infection do to all of the Immunosuppressants I am on.  Although, I would assume I am still at risk for infection with them jamming a metal vacuum into my breast over and over again and tearing out pieces anyway.  My Rheumotologist on the other hand is fighting for them to remove the lesion because she thinks it is way too suspicious that I would develop Dermatomyositis and test positive for a cancer enzyme just months after my breast starts to spontaneously bleed and they find a lesion.  So the battle goes on and I am the unfortunate victim who gets to have their breast removed tiny piece by tiny piece.

 

 

When I first announced on Facebook that I need another biopsy my sweet sister in law sent my boobs a beautiful plant to make them feel better.  I wasn’t home when they tried to deliver the plant so the delivery person left a door hanger saying the plant was at the neighbour’s house.  At the time, I did not know who the flowers were from.  I sent my son over to get the plant but the neighbours said that they did not have it so Danny called the florist to ask about the plant.  They said they would inquire with the delivery person.  Danny then asked them who the plant was from.  They said they couldn’t disclose that but said the card said the plant is for your girls.  LOL Clearly they were completely oblivious to the fact that the “Girls” on the card were actually my breasts.  Danny figured it out right away and started laughing.  As soon as he saw that someone had sent flowers directly to my boobs he knew right away who they were from and called me to say your crazy sister sent you flowers for your boobs!!!  LOL  We got the plant the next day and I laughed hysterically when I read the card!  She is such a sweetheart and I love her so much!

My sister in law is one of the kindest people you will ever meet but she also has the funniest personality and so many mishaps always plague her which just bonds me to her even more as we all know that mishaps tend to follow me wherever I go too.  When we are together, WATCH OUT!  The other day I got a phone call from my brother who explained that they had lost their house cleaners.  When he got home the evening after they were to clean he found that the house had not been cleaned at all.  He figured the cleaners had not showed up but when he went upstairs he found that the beds that they had made that morning were now all unmade with the blankets all piled in the middle of the bed.  He questioned the kids thinking perhaps they had been playing in the beds but they had not.  So they checked their security cameras and, sure enough, the cleaners had arrived that day.  He could not see them leaving on the camera as they always exit through the side door with no camera so he had no idea how long they had been there.  He could not figure out what had happened so he texted my sister in law, who was out of town at a conference.  She could not figure it out either so she phoned the cleaning company and then called my brother laughing to admit that somehow she had gotten the cleaning service to give them the boot all of the way from another Province.  You see she is a little bit paranoid when she travels about the cleanliness of all hotel rooms and she had purchased some bed bug kits that allow you to check for bed bugs in hotel rooms when you travel.  Apparently she had left the kit’s box on the counter in their washroom.  When the cleaning service saw the bed bug kit they lost their minds, checked all of the beds and then high tailed it right out of their house, never to return!  Ba ha ha!  Well at least she knew she was bed bug free in her hotel room.  Time to search for a new cleaner, gotta love her!

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About Me

A hilarious view of life with multiple autoimmune disease and chronic illness. Lupus, Dermatomyositis, Myositis, Alopecia, Raynaud's Syndrome, Sjogren's Disease, Depression & Anxiety. I have it all and have learned to not only accept what come my way but to see the humour in all that life has to offer. If you know someone struggling with chronic illness please refer them to this blog. My hope is to brighten the days of those who need it the most and give hope that there is still a beautiful life to live even if it may be a little bit broken!

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