HUGE, HUGE purrrrrs and prayers today and tonight needed...

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs!
Elisabet and Hugo Katt

On Mon, 11 Jul 2005 00:43:25 GMT, "~*LiveLoveLaugh*~"
wrote:

My dearest internet peeps, friends and strangers that are owned by cats
(heh... now THAT covers everyone)...

My mom had a CAT(heh)scan done this past Thursday. The results will be read
to her tomorrow (while my dear father holds her hand). In 2002, Mom was
diagnosed w/uterine cancer. She fought it (radiation) and beat it!! We
(Mom, Dad, Joe-Hubby and moi) celebrated by going to Hawaii in early 2003.
In mid 2004, Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. The uterine cancer had
metastized to her lungs. She began hard-core chemo in Oct., 2004. This has
been very, very, VERY hard on me. Mom is my best friend in the whole world.
(I'm 42, she's 69). Anyway, Mom beat the 'rap' in Jan. of this year. For
me, I was fighting my own demons after being diagnosed with the lovely FMS.
Pain pills became my best friend. Then they became Chicklets. I started
popping them in amounts that were very dangerous for me. By March of this
year, I couldn't walk, get to the bathroom or eat because I was high on
pills. I was dying. Mom was better, but I was SO sick from my addiction.
Then (in March), Joe, my therapist, my inlaws and my own folks came to my
rescue with an intervention. I was put in rehab @ Tully Hill for 3 weeks.
I beat it too. For three weeks, I fought for my sanity and health, but life
was out there, and so was my mom. I got out in April. By May, I was
settled and happy again. May came all to quickly tho', as did the next test
for Mom to confirm her remission... only... it wasn't confirmed... it was
'denied' instead. The cancer was back. Chemo was suggested, but Mom said
no. So, an "oral" chemo was suggested to which she agreed.

Tomorrow will be a stand still until I get the call regarding my best
friend's fate... aka: Mom. IF the cancer is growing, I don't know if Mom
will allow chemo (real chemo) again. IF she denies it, well... everyone
knows what lung cancer does.

So please. Purrs. Prayers. Meditation. Barks. Growls. Kneeling down to
the chicken bones and banana peels in the corner of your bedroom lit by
candles. Anything. ANYTHING that will get through to your Higher Power to
get through to mine. Please, please, please... let my Mom stay here with
me. Selfish? Yeah... you betcha. I can't stop loving her alive.

I just can't.

Purrs, prayers, thoughts and love are going out to you and your mom
that she'll beat this thing.

Purrs and Hugs,

Nan

Purrs and prayers that everything turns out ok.
Lily & her mama
Jazz, RB

--

Irulan
from the stars we come
to the stars we return
from now until the end of time
"~*LiveLoveLaugh*~" wrote in message
...
My dearest internet peeps, friends and strangers that are owned by cats
(heh... now THAT covers everyone)...

My mom had a CAT(heh)scan done this past Thursday. The results will be
read
to her tomorrow (while my dear father holds her hand). In 2002, Mom was
diagnosed w/uterine cancer. She fought it (radiation) and beat it!! We
(Mom, Dad, Joe-Hubby and moi) celebrated by going to Hawaii in early 2003.
In mid 2004, Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. The uterine cancer had
metastized to her lungs. She began hard-core chemo in Oct., 2004. This
has
been very, very, VERY hard on me. Mom is my best friend in the whole
world.
(I'm 42, she's 69). Anyway, Mom beat the 'rap' in Jan. of this year. For
me, I was fighting my own demons after being diagnosed with the lovely
FMS.
Pain pills became my best friend. Then they became Chicklets. I started
popping them in amounts that were very dangerous for me. By March of this
year, I couldn't walk, get to the bathroom or eat because I was high on
pills. I was dying. Mom was better, but I was SO sick from my addiction.
Then (in March), Joe, my therapist, my inlaws and my own folks came to my
rescue with an intervention. I was put in rehab @ Tully Hill for 3 weeks.
I beat it too. For three weeks, I fought for my sanity and health, but
life
was out there, and so was my mom. I got out in April. By May, I was
settled and happy again. May came all to quickly tho', as did the next
test
for Mom to confirm her remission... only... it wasn't confirmed... it
was
'denied' instead. The cancer was back. Chemo was suggested, but Mom said
no. So, an "oral" chemo was suggested to which she agreed.

Tomorrow will be a stand still until I get the call regarding my best
friend's fate... aka: Mom. IF the cancer is growing, I don't know if Mom
will allow chemo (real chemo) again. IF she denies it, well... everyone
knows what lung cancer does.

So please. Purrs. Prayers. Meditation. Barks. Growls. Kneeling down
to
the chicken bones and banana peels in the corner of your bedroom lit by
candles. Anything. ANYTHING that will get through to your Higher Power
to
get through to mine. Please, please, please... let my Mom stay here with
me. Selfish? Yeah... you betcha. I can't stop loving her alive.

I just can't.
--

·.·´¨ ¨)) -:¦:-
¸.·´ .·´¨¨))
Laurie
((¸¸.·´ ..·´
-:¦:- ((¸¸ ·.·

*~*LiveLoveLaugh*~* Aloha!!!!!

"There is no remedy for love but to love more"...
~~Henry David Thoreau

"~*LiveLoveLaugh*~" wrote in message
...
My dearest internet peeps, friends and strangers that are owned by cats
(heh... now THAT covers everyone)...

My mom had a CAT(heh)scan done this past Thursday. The results will be
read
to her tomorrow (while my dear father holds her hand). In 2002, Mom was
diagnosed w/uterine cancer. She fought it (radiation) and beat it!! We
(Mom, Dad, Joe-Hubby and moi) celebrated by going to Hawaii in early 2003.
In mid 2004, Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. The uterine cancer had
metastized to her lungs. She began hard-core chemo in Oct., 2004. This
has
been very, very, VERY hard on me. Mom is my best friend in the whole
world.
(I'm 42, she's 69).

snip for brevity only

My heart goes out to you, Laurie. Cancer is a terrible illness to have. You
just can't trust it. You know what I mean by this, don't you?
Some get cured, some think they are cured and turn out not to be and for
others it's already too late at the first symptoms.
I'm hoping for good news for your mom and her family that love her.

((((hugs))))
Tweed

~*LiveLoveLaugh*~ wrote:
My dearest internet peeps, friends and strangers that are owned by cats
(heh... now THAT covers everyone)...

My mom had a CAT(heh)scan done this past Thursday. The results will be read
to her tomorrow (while my dear father holds her hand). In 2002, Mom was
diagnosed w/uterine cancer. She fought it (radiation) and beat it!! We
(Mom, Dad, Joe-Hubby and moi) celebrated by going to Hawaii in early 2003.
In mid 2004, Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. The uterine cancer had
metastized to her lungs. She began hard-core chemo in Oct., 2004. This has
been very, very, VERY hard on me. Mom is my best friend in the whole world.
(I'm 42, she's 69). Anyway, Mom beat the 'rap' in Jan. of this year. For
me, I was fighting my own demons after being diagnosed with the lovely FMS.
Pain pills became my best friend. Then they became Chicklets. I started
popping them in amounts that were very dangerous for me. By March of this
year, I couldn't walk, get to the bathroom or eat because I was high on
pills. I was dying. Mom was better, but I was SO sick from my addiction.
Then (in March), Joe, my therapist, my inlaws and my own folks came to my
rescue with an intervention. I was put in rehab @ Tully Hill for 3 weeks.
I beat it too. For three weeks, I fought for my sanity and health, but life
was out there, and so was my mom. I got out in April. By May, I was
settled and happy again. May came all to quickly tho', as did the next test
for Mom to confirm her remission... only... it wasn't confirmed... it was
'denied' instead. The cancer was back. Chemo was suggested, but Mom said
no. So, an "oral" chemo was suggested to which she agreed.

Tomorrow will be a stand still until I get the call regarding my best
friend's fate... aka: Mom. IF the cancer is growing, I don't know if Mom
will allow chemo (real chemo) again. IF she denies it, well... everyone
knows what lung cancer does.

So please. Purrs. Prayers. Meditation. Barks. Growls. Kneeling down to
the chicken bones and banana peels in the corner of your bedroom lit by
candles. Anything. ANYTHING that will get through to your Higher Power to
get through to mine. Please, please, please... let my Mom stay here with
me. Selfish? Yeah... you betcha. I can't stop loving her alive.

I just can't.


{{{{Laurie}}}} Big purrs going out for your Mom to beat this.

--
Elise (supervised by Gossamer & Jeeves)
pics:

On Mon, 11 Jul 2005 00:43:25 GMT, "~*LiveLoveLaugh*~"
wrote:

My dearest internet peeps, friends and strangers that are owned by cats
(heh... now THAT covers everyone)...

My mom had a CAT(heh)scan done this past Thursday. The results will be read
to her tomorrow (while my dear father holds her hand). In 2002, Mom was
diagnosed w/uterine cancer. She fought it (radiation) and beat it!! We
(Mom, Dad, Joe-Hubby and moi) celebrated by going to Hawaii in early 2003.
In mid 2004, Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. The uterine cancer had
metastized to her lungs. She began hard-core chemo in Oct., 2004. This has
been very, very, VERY hard on me. Mom is my best friend in the whole world.
(I'm 42, she's 69). Anyway, Mom beat the 'rap' in Jan. of this year. For
me, I was fighting my own demons after being diagnosed with the lovely FMS.
Pain pills became my best friend. Then they became Chicklets. I started
popping them in amounts that were very dangerous for me. By March of this
year, I couldn't walk, get to the bathroom or eat because I was high on
pills. I was dying. Mom was better, but I was SO sick from my addiction.
Then (in March), Joe, my therapist, my inlaws and my own folks came to my
rescue with an intervention. I was put in rehab @ Tully Hill for 3 weeks.
I beat it too. For three weeks, I fought for my sanity and health, but life
was out there, and so was my mom. I got out in April. By May, I was
settled and happy again. May came all to quickly tho', as did the next test
for Mom to confirm her remission... only... it wasn't confirmed... it was
'denied' instead. The cancer was back. Chemo was suggested, but Mom said
no. So, an "oral" chemo was suggested to which she agreed.

Tomorrow will be a stand still until I get the call regarding my best
friend's fate... aka: Mom. IF the cancer is growing, I don't know if Mom
will allow chemo (real chemo) again. IF she denies it, well... everyone
knows what lung cancer does.

So please. Purrs. Prayers. Meditation. Barks. Growls. Kneeling down to
the chicken bones and banana peels in the corner of your bedroom lit by
candles. Anything. ANYTHING that will get through to your Higher Power to
get through to mine. Please, please, please... let my Mom stay here with
me. Selfish? Yeah... you betcha. I can't stop loving her alive.

I just can't.

Laurie, I'm so sorry for all you are going through. Purrs that all
will be well for you and your mom.

Ginger-lyn

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