And while we have never met, I would consider it a privilege to do so.
Of course thae doesn't mean we'll be swappin' spit in the shower. ::wink:
"vikesrule" wrote:
Well maybe you me and Formo will need to make it a threesome in Minneapolis next fall when the Pack smacks the shit out of the Queens.
And to you Julie, I know what it is to have a dehydrated kid with the flu in the hospital too. Mia spent 4 days there when she was three, and though it wasn't watching your kid come back from the operating table with a ten inch incision on the back of her skull; it is always tramatic seeing your child hooked up to IVs. Mrs. Dakota and I have become pretty numb to all of it, we are just tired people and poor little Mia wants to be done because she is sick of chemo, transfusions, sore muscles, and being bald.
This is all a means to an end because the tumor is gone and after 2 MRI's there's nothing coming back. The precautionary chemo will be over in September and this nightmare will come to an end. There is going to be a happy ending for us, it is just hard to endure watching your child suffer at the ripe old age of 6, when all she should be dealing with is scraped knees and yucky boy germs.
I get pretty frustrated lately when I listen to people complain to what I think is frivilous BS, so I aplogize if I'm short with some of you when we argue in various threads. It's nothing personal, I'm just stressed out and exhausted.