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Thank you and don't you mean fingermitten?Hey gal, sorry to hear about all the troubles with your mommy parts.My engagement party is tonight.And I had surgery yesterday to remove my left ovary and a cyst the size of a grapefruit along with some other issues. The surgery went well and everything was clean. It has been a long past six weeks. I got to go home last night and there is no way I'm letting a surgery keep me from the party tonight. Vicodin helps too.Throughout it all, my GF and I made a promise to stay positive, which we did. And to stay strong, which we did. She has been incredible throughout all this. She drove me to all my appointments, kept a folder together of pertinent information to take to each appointment, etc. Not only that, but she went on a liquid diet with me. I didn't have to ask for anything and would never dream of asking her to do all that she did.She proposed to me on December 5. She said she wanted me to know she was in it for the long haul, no matter what happens. And she wanted to do it before I went into surgery so that in my mind, if everything went well, I would never doubt her intentions for asking me. In other words, "Is she only asking because I'm ok?"During our ordeal, I told myself I wouldn't look up anything related to my symptoms, etc. What I didn't know couldn't hurt me and I thought it would be better not to know in order to remain as optimistic and positive as possible. What I didn't know is that she looked up my symptoms and based on what we knew at the time, there was a 90% chance it could be cancer. Thank God she never told me that. But finding that out last night from her after I got home makes me love her even more as she proposed to me knowing that there could be a 90% chance that it wouldn't be good news.
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And I had surgery yesterday to remove my left ovary and a cyst the size of a grapefruit along with some other issues. The surgery went well and everything was clean. It has been a long past six weeks. I got to go home last night and there is no way I'm letting a surgery keep me from the party tonight. Vicodin helps too.Throughout it all, my GF and I made a promise to stay positive, which we did. And to stay strong, which we did. She has been incredible throughout all this. She drove me to all my appointments, kept a folder together of pertinent information to take to each appointment, etc. Not only that, but she went on a liquid diet with me. I didn't have to ask for anything and would never dream of asking her to do all that she did.She proposed to me on December 5. She said she wanted me to know she was in it for the long haul, no matter what happens. And she wanted to do it before I went into surgery so that in my mind, if everything went well, I would never doubt her intentions for asking me. In other words, "Is she only asking because I'm ok?"During our ordeal, I told myself I wouldn't look up anything related to my symptoms, etc. What I didn't know couldn't hurt me and I thought it would be better not to know in order to remain as optimistic and positive as possible. What I didn't know is that she looked up my symptoms and based on what we knew at the time, there was a 90% chance it could be cancer. Thank God she never told me that. But finding that out last night from her after I got home makes me love her even more as she proposed to me knowing that there could be a 90% chance that it wouldn't be good news.
So my plan is to tell my mother tmr. that I will spend a couple of hours with them on Christmas Eve but not to expect me on Christmas Day.
People make me mad
Not sure how parents can do this. I can't imagine shunning one of my sons because of who they fell in love with.Unless it was some Canadian broad.
They'd have to do more than serve beer to get me in there. I don't hate the place but I've never seen the appeal considering their prices. Within the same distance there are two sit-down Mexican places with full bars and better food.