Am I a famous writer yet? Um.......no.

I am so excited to have 11 followers. I would have been happy with 10, an even number. So if I had some political platform, I could talk about it now, with all my followers. Sorry, Don't have one. Except that I hate republicans. Otherwise, I am not too into politics.

I am done with having cancer. My kids and my friend who is a doctor have said since I have no active cancer hanging around, I cannot act like I have cancer and need to have people be nice to me. Well that is true. But keep an eye on the blog, as things change so quickly I may need people to be nice to me ASAP.

Now I think I should have a mission to help people with worse cancer than me feel better. There was a woman ahead of me at radiation who was having a bad day. She looked worse than me. In fact, when I go to radiation, I feel like a beauty queen, because everyone else is : Old, Cancerous and Old. Not me.

I am old, cancerous and don't look like it. So far. So I guess I can't make people be nice to me by playing the cancer card. My hair is about 1/4 to 1/2 inch long. Soon I can dye it- reddish brown, like the kid I had to see at the adolescent unit tonight with head lice. Lucklily my hair is too short for that stuff. Funny that when they called my unit for a nurse to come over and check it out, everyone thought I would be the best one. Like I am an expert on head lice, because I worked at Children's Hospital.Or maybe because I have had kids who have had head lice at some point in their lives. Anyway, I am an expert at it now, my diagnosis was taken at face value. No bugs on me.

Now I know I have said this before, but fuck it is my blog and I can say whatever. I have been a psych nurse for over 20 years. I have worked with all kinds of people, some who have become famous, some who I have married, many more whom I have not done so. Anyway, I have to say that the people I work with at Mclean are absolutely the best, the smartest and the coolest people ever. I love this job, although it pays less than some other places I have worked.

Actually it pays a lot less than the Boston Hospitals. But it is worth it for me. I can now live on less money. I can do things that make me happy in my spare time. Like sky diving. I now have almost enough people to sign up for the discounted rate. Granted, I had the idea when I misinterpreted my condition and thought I might be dying soon- I am not- however, I thought what the fuck, I might as well start doing something fun that does not involve a lot of exercise, so here I am going sky diving. I have such a high chance of living more than five years ( per cancer stats) I might as well do that.

BTW, I meant to mention the Jillies website as www.Jillies.com, not whatever else I said. An excellent web site for people who love people with breast cancer to use, at least until I set my own up. Wow, this is the most I have ever written after dri9nking wine. I must immediately go to bed and read my book. I would be really interested in a book about the blacks in the south in the 1920's that is written by a blavk person as opposed to the millions of book I have read about that subject by whites. Not being rascist, just telling it like it is. So whatever.