Bev'sSister

Gwen, I am so sorry about your Dad. Your family is in my prayers.

Thought maybe some could use a smile today. I hope this will bring a smile to someone's face. Jose Cuervo Christmas Cookies Here's how to make my favorite Jose Cuervo Christmas Cookies: Christmas Cookie Active Ingredients 1 cup of water 1 cup of baking soda 1 cup of sugar 1 tsp. salt 1 cup of brown sugar Lemon juice 4 large eggs 1 cup nuts 2 cups of dried fruit' 1 large bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila Sample the Cuervo to check quality Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again to be sure it is of the highest quality. Pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add 1 teaspoon of sugar . . . beat again. At this point it's best to take another cup and check to make sure the Cuervo is still O.K. (just in case.) Turn off the mixer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the frigging fruit off floor. Mix on the ;turner. If the fried fruit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver! Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who givesshz a sheet. Check the Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 260 degrees a n d try not to fall over. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Jose Cuervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher. Cherry Mistmas!!!

Sounds to me like it is time to bring the egg-nog out. It is 5:00 somewhere!!

I am so sad for you and your family. This will be a tough Christmas for you, but I know your Mom would have wanted you to celebrate Christ's birth and come together with the family to honor her life. Please know I am praying for you and your family. Her voice will never go away nor will the memories you shared.

Ditto, Dr. West. Have a wonderful and joyous Christmas. God Bless you for your kind heart and loving spirit.

I think what you did was very thoughtful. God puts thoughts in our heads and sometimes we are scared of the reaction we get when we voice them, but I think it always "ok" when you are trying to help someone. You did a good thing! Merry Christmas to you.

I didn't know what "bollocks" meant, so I looked it up on Ask.com. I was surprised, to say the least, by what came up. I hope the Administrator doesn't come ask me why I needed to know that.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALSO.

I am glad you enjoyed it. You gotta love dem cajuns! GO SAINTS!!

I thought maybe this would bring a smile to some. I hope so. Merry Christmas Everyone! Day 1: Dear Emille, Tanks for da bird in da pear tree. Ah fixed it las' night wit mah dirty rice and it was delicious! Ah don' tink da pear tree will grow in da swamp, so ah swapped it for a satsuma. Day 2: Dear Emile, Your letter say you sent 2 turtle dove, but all ah got was chree scrawny pigeons.Any way, I mixed dem wit audouille and made some gumbo. Day 3: Dear Emile, Wy don' you send me some crawfish? Ah'm tired of eating dem darn birds. I gave 2 of dose prissy French chickens to Mrs. Ruiz over at Grand Bayou and fed da tird to my dog Phideaux. Mrs. Ruiz needed sparring partners for her fightin' rooster. Day 4: Dear Emile, Mon Dieux! I tole you, no more frigging birds. Cher! Deez 4, what you call "calling birds", day so noisy, you could hear dem all da way to Napoleonville! I used they necks for mah crab traps, and fed da res' to da gators. Day 5: Dear Emile, You finally send me someting useful. Ah liked dem golden rings. I hocked dem at da pawn shop in Thibodaux and got enough monies to fix da shaft on mah shrimp boat an buy a round for the boys at da Raisin' Cane Lounge. Day 6: Dear Emile, Couchon! You back to da birds, you Cajun turkey! Poor egg-suckin' Phideaux is scared to death uh dem six geese. He tried to eat dey eggs and dey pecked da heck out uh heem snout! Dey good at eatin' dem cockroaches, though. Ah may stuff one uh dem wit oyster dressing on Cristmas day. Day 7: Dear Emile, Ah'm gonna' ring your fool neck next time ah see you! Boudreaux, da mailman, is bout ready to keel you! Da merde from all dose birds is stinkin up hees mail boat. He's afraid someone will slip on dat stuff and sue heem. I let dose 7 swans loose to swim on da bayou, and some duck hunters from Mississippi blasted dem outta da water. Talk to you later, Cher. Day 8: Dear Emile, Poor old Boudreaux had to make chree trips on hees mail boat to deliver dem 8 maids-a-milkin' and dey cows. One of da cows got spooked by da gators and almos tipped over da boat. I don' like dem shiftless maids,me. I tol' dem to geet to work guttin' fish and sweepin' mah shack, but dey probably tink dey too good to skin da nutrias ah caught las' night. Day 9: Dear Emile, What you tryin' to do! Boudreaux had to borrow da Lutcher ferry to carry deese jumpin' twits you call "lords-a-leapin' across the bayou. As soon as dey got here, dey wanted a tea break and crumpets. I don know what dat means, crumpets. I don know what dat means, but Ah says, "Well, La-Dee-Da! You get Chicory coffee or nuttin." Mon Dieux, Emile. What Ah'm gonna feed deese bozos? Deys too snooty for fried nutria, and da cows ate mah turnip greens? Day 10: Dear Emile, You mus' be out you mind! If da mailman don' keel you, I weel! Today he delivered 10 half nekkid floozies from Burbon Street. Dey say dey be "Ladies Dancing", but dey don' act like ladies in front dose Limey twits. An' dey almos' left after one dem got bit by uh Water Moccasin over by du out-house. I had to butcher 2 cows to feed toute le monde(everybody) and geet terlit paper. Da Sears catalog ain't good enough for dose hoity toity lords behind. Talk at ya later, Cher! Day 11: Dear Emile, Where Yaaat! Cheerio and pip pip. Your 11 pipers piping arrived today from da House of Blues, second lining as dey got off da boat. We fixed stuffed goose and beef jambalaya, finished da whiskey and we're having a fais-do-do. Da new mailman drank a whole bottle of Jack Daniels and hees havin' uh good ol' time dancing wit da floozies. The old mailman jumped off da Sunshine Bridge yesterday, screaming your name. If yu geet a tickin' box in da mail ---- Day 12: Dear Emile, Ah'm sorry to tell you, but Ah'm not your true love no more. After da fail-do-do, Ah spent da night wit Jacque, da head piper. We decided to open a restaurant and gentlemen's club on da bayou. Da floozies, pardon me, "Ladies dancing", can make $20.00 for uh table dance, and da lords can be waiters and valets, park da boats. Since da maids have no more cows to milk, i trained dem to set mah crab traps, watch mah trotlines, and run mah shrimpin' business. Weeel probably gross a million dollars next year! Good Bye!

I do not think you should tell him that there is no cure. My sister has smlc-ext.also. She is not having the problems your husband is having, but I firmly believe in miracles. I have known people who find out that they are going to die or the Dr. tells them they have only so long to live, and sure enough they die almost within a month. I wonder if the mind plays a big part in this. If he wants to fight it then don't take away his hope. I know that I am sounding insensitive and I don't mean to, because only you can make this decision. My sister is doing quite well and she doesn't want to hear anything negative. Anyway, I am praying that you will be able to get through this, no matter what you decide. It has to be tremendously hard on you. Keep us posted.

I don't know how anyone can get through this without humor. I can remember when my sister was first interviewed by the cancer center. She was asked several questions and on each one she and her husband would answer with something silly. Anyway, the nurse asked her if she has any problems with anesthesia (spelling?) and she said.."just that it makes me very sleepy". I don't know, maybe you had to be there.

We came from a very large family (9)kids. We always opened presents on Christmas Eve because our Midnight Mass dresses and what-nots were always one of our gifts. Also, we had so many kids,and so many gifts, in a rather small living room, that we had to get the presents out of the way for Santa to leave gifts. Oh, how I miss those days. Christmas is kinda sad this year. It is really different. But what happy memories!!

Being from Louisiana, I would have to say my favorite candy would be Pecan Pralines and also Chocolate fudge. I am not much of a cookie eater.

This will probably not help you much because I am don't know what kind my sister is getting, but I do know that she goes for 4 days every 21 days, and the minimum will be 6 months.

Can anyone tell me what their experience has been with Neupogen? Why is this being used and the Neulesta being discontinued? Does it have anything to do with my sister adding Radiation now?

I feel so badly for you and your husband. I hate this disease so much. I wish I knew what to say to make things better. I will pray for you and your family. Prayer does work. Your husband is very lucky to have you with him. Stay strong and believe he is going to be better. I have seen posts on here where some have said transfusions made them feel so much better. Keep us posted. Love, Bobby

I just noticed the other day, while watching a movie, that Whoopie Goldberg doesn't have eyebrows. I was shocked that I never noticed before. Hopefully, that is what will happen to you..People will look and not notice.

I am so happy for you. I am praying we all can have these great moments! You and your Dad are inspirations to us all. Thanks for giving us all hope. Bobby

You are a cutie! Don't worry so much about your appearance right now. I am sure your friends and family just want to be in your company. Go to the wedding and have a blast! Let us know how much fun you had when you get back.

Yes, you should get one and No, you should not feel guilty. And if anyone gives you grief about it..Just turn around and say, "HEY I HAVE CANCER AND MY BONES HURT..DO YOU MIND?!!!" That will shut them up.

Robin, please don't give up. I know what you are going through is tough, but tomorrow you will feel a little stronger and the next day still stronger. Take it easy on yourself for a few days and get used to the idea that you have an obstacle to overcome. Pray about it and get a gameplan together with your Dr. Things will get better.

Thanks for your response Snowflake. This is a wonderful site for information. I learn something new everyday. I am really excited now. It is so hard to hear good news and really rejoice, because you worry about what is around the corner. Does that ever stop?

OK..I talked to my sister yesterday. IF it is only PCI, she is not aware of it. From what I gathered in our conversation, they are going to do radiation where the tumors were. The radiologist told her there was no cancer showing up on the scans, but they want to radiate to make sure the cancer will not return or that there are no microscopic amounts that are not showing up on the scan. This is what she told me,and I asked her if they said anything about her brain and she said no. The doctor also told her that 10 years ago this would have been considered a cure, but now they like to continue with the full chemo regime and use radiation, also as a preventative measure. I don't know if she is not understanding or if the Dr. is just trying to make money. Although I do trust the Dr. He is very good to her. He told her her scans are remarkable, so I don't think he is trying to scam her. Any advice would be appreciated. Me, Personally, I think our prayers were answered and she doesn't need anything else.

I was in a similar situation this past weekend..we had our family X-MAS party early, so that my sister would be feeling good enough to celebrate. My oldest daughter had a heck of cold, but my sister wanted to see her. Well, I felt uneasy everytime she coughed or blew her nose. She didn't have fever, so the Dr. said it should be ok. We did spray a lot of Lysol though. I think it should be up to your Mom. Bring the Lysol can and have fun. Just no kisses.