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  1. Randy, I know you mean well with this comment, but pharmaceutical companies spend millions of dollars to research, develop and market these drugs. They are in a business to make a profit. If they don't make a profit then they wouldn't be there to research, develop and market cancer drugs or any drugs to save the lives of everyone here. Then where we would be? Dead! Why bash pharmaceutical companies that offer the drug free to people that can't afford it? I agree they are incredibly expensive and it's a big problem, but I don't think biting the hand that feeds us will help solve the problem. Don and I only went to Ruth Chris Steakhouse one time in our 38 years of marriage because we couldn't afford it. I'll grant you they probably have the best steaks in the world, but they wouldn't be there if they didn't make a profit. Love to all, Peggy
  2. Well, rats! I was so excited to hear things were hopefully going to be better for Joanie at work - and now this! Brian, please tell Joanie I am praying for a successful surgery and quick recovery! Love, Peggy
  3. Oh, Ry, my goodness! I got goosebumps all over when I read your post ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh! How awful!
  4. Yep, Tina! I need MA, WA, HA, and TBA . . . . (MacDonald's Anonymous, Wendy's Anonymous, Hardee's Anonymous and Taco Bell Anonymous).
  5. Oh, my. That's the exact word my husband used for two years. No matter what, he was always "good". And he said it with a lift to his voice - "I'm GOOD!" God bless you, Char, during this difficult time. May you always remember that your dad was "good". That is such positive to thing to remember about him. I bet he was a good dad, a good man, a good friend, and a good everything else! Love, Peggy
  6. Dear Jan, I am so sorry for your loss. Our daddies are so special. I lost mine, too, two years ago. I know this hurts you very much. I'm also glad he didn't suffer long. Some do, and it always breaks my heart. My condolences to you and your family. May God comfort you with his love. Love, Peggy
  7. Dear Grace, My husband had a reaction like that to Taxotere, on his third infusion. Couldn't breathe, turned red, and almost passed out. They tried again the next week by loading him up with more decadron and benadryl. Almost instantly he had the reaction only worse this time. Benadryl by i.v. snapped him out of it both times, but it scared the heck out of both of us. Don didn't scare easily and it rocked his boat pretty good! Glad they got your hubby stablized. You sure can't mess around with those drug allergies. Love, Peggy
  8. How about the Tuesday after prayers, Tina? Sorry I missed this! I think you aren't really human; I think you're an angel in disguise. You lost your husband and soul mate, and now you're flat on your back and still trying to help lc patients. What a woman....er ANGEL! I'm so glad the surgery was a success. Love you, Tina! Peggy
  9. Dear Carol, Since the original post was deleted, I don't know all that was said, but it doesn't matter. These times are tough for everyone! You just must be such a wonderful sister to love and support Bill and your nephew the way you are. I talked to Bill tonight, and you're right, he's strong, and I'm confident he will be ok. He needs you, though, so I'm glad you are there for him! Also, don't worry about those danged vultures. God's angels are much stronger by far, and they will win the war! Dear Bill, I enjoyed our talk. All the fringe troubles will eventually be history and become memories that will eventually fade and lose their sting. Like the rest of us that are grieving, you just need to talk. I don't know why talking helps so much - it just does. I hope you will find a good support group (or person) where you can talk. Dear Rob, God bless you, honey! I don't know all your struggles, but I know they are there. The list is long I'm sure, and very painful. If you're anything like your dad, though, you know how to fight against adversity, and those angels are on your side, too! All my love and prayers to all three of you, Peggy
  10. My 11-year-old sister crying her eyes out, and Don's 11-year-old sister crying her eyes out! Man, the way those two acted, you would have thought we were leaving them and never coming back!
  11. Dear Jim, Well, I didn't feel the anger, just a sinking heart when I read this, with a sigh and the words, "Oh no". I really hope and pray with all that's within me that this trial will work!!! Love, Peggy
  12. stand4hope

    1095 days

    Shirley, I'm so glad you have some joy in your life. Sharing things like that gives those of us hope who are looking for joy. Praying for continued peace for you on this day of rembering - August 6,2006! Love, Peggy
  13. How very brave you both are! I think it's just wonderful that you can talk about it. May God bless you both! Love, Peggy
  14. Hi, Malou! It's so good to see you stop in and say hello. It sounds like you have a really good attitude going into your new life, and praise and worship is where the healing begins. Take care, and stay in touch! Love, Peggy
  15. After you click the link, remove the period after "htm" and it will work, or if Linda can edit her post, she can remove the period after "htm".
  16. Oh, Gail, I didn't see this until just now. I am so, so sorry. You have been here such a long time, and your wonderful dad has fought for so long. I enjoy reading all your posts. I sure hope you will come back when things settle down a little and talk to us. May God bless you and your family at this very difficult time! Love, Peggy
  17. Carleen, Can I BYOSD (SD for soft drink)? If I can, I'll join you and you can have whatever you want!!!! Somebody maybe already suggested this because I haven't read all the replies, but could you possibly find a nice apartment to rent in a safer neighborhood instead of buying? I can understand that you have to downsize, but I would be concerned if you are living in a bad neighborhood or an unsafe place..... Pity parties are allowed, acceptable, and expected. Did you ever stop to think that if we DIDN'T have pity parties, or these hard times with grief, that it would mean our marriages didn't mean very much to us? My brother is the one that told me that. He said he was "glad" I was having one of those hard times when I called him. Through choking tears, I asked "Why would you say that?" He said "Because it shows what you and Don had together." You are blessed, Carleen, to have had such a wonderful marriage. Later, those memories will bring smiles to your face. Hang on, girlfriend! WE can do this! Love, Peggy
  18. Thank you all so much. You are just the most wonderful people in the world! The day has just about ended and I got through it just fine. Because of other things that got in the way, I didn't get to spend it exactly how I planned, but I did visit the cemetery and had a good cry. It actually felt good to remember. I just cannot believe - it's just impossible to believe that he's been gone a whole year. I didn't think I would be able to make it six weeks, and here it is a year already. Val, thanks for asking me to talk about us. Don and I attended the same high school and Don was a year ahead of me. He graduated in 1966, and I graduated in 1967. We started dating my senior year, fell in love, and got married on September 8, 1967. We were both just babies (I wouldn't recommend this). Don was drafted in 1968. During his OJT in Oklahoma, I quit my job and moved there with him. He made $98 a month, and I got a $100/month allotment. We had an $80/mo rent payment, and a $56/mo car payment. That left us very little for food, but we made it with a lot of commissary balogna. Nobody would hire me in an office, so I got a job as a cocktail waitress (under age) at the NCO club. That ended after three weeks because Don got in a fight at the Club with some guy for hitting on me. After that, I ironed army fatigues for $1.00 a set. We were rolling in money then. Don went to Vietnam in 1969 and was there for a year. I lived with his parents during that year. When he got out of the Army, we lived in an apartment for a while and then bought our first house for $14,500 (can you believe that?) That same little 2-bedroom bungalow now sells for $90,000. I remember Don couldn't sleep at night because he didn't know how we would make a $168 a mo. house payment. During this time we tried to get pregnant, but it didn't happen. After four years of infertility work-ups, fertility drugs, and seven miscarriages, we finally quit trying and started the adoption process. It took us 2 1/2 years, and along came Mike at 7 weeks old. At that time, we were then living in a tri-level. When Mike was six years old, I suddenly got pregnant. I was 36 years old at the time. My body tried to abort the baby at 6 months, so I was hospitalized to stop the contractions. I became quite ill and was in the hospital for two months. After 8 months, I was pre-eclamptic along with many other problems, went into convulsions and John was taken by C-Section. He died several hours later. I couldn't even go his services because I was still too sick. Don and I really bonded deeply during that sad time. After that, we had just a pretty normal life. A few different homes, and many bumps and bruises along the way, but we survived, we loved, we lived, we had a lot of really good times, and life was good - until lung cancer reared its ugly head and the rest is history that many of you know well. One of my favorite times with Don would be when we would get invited to a wedding. Don hated to dance, but he would always dance slow dances with me at weddings. Oh, how wonderfully romantic those dances were. Well, that's enough about us for now. It is good to write about things like this. Even if nobody ever reads this, it felt absolutely WONDERFUL to write this down. Very healing - thank you, Val! Love to all, Peggy
  19. August! I hate August! I will ALWAYS hate August! Don was diagnosed August 7, born August 4, died August 5. Going back to August 4, 2004. . . . As much as he hated this whole routine for 36 years, I walked in with his cake, candles lit and sang Happy Birthday To You. He obligingly blew out the candles. He opened his gift. He liked it. He didn't eat the cake. He never did. He didn't like cake. He was stable. Here's what I said to all of you on August 4, 2004 in a response to someone: Going back to August 5, 2004 . . . Back to work. He was stable. Life was good. Going back to August 4, 2005 . . . No cake, no candles, no gift. But there was a great big Happy Birthday banner hung on the wall in ICU, and he knew it was there. He was responding and still had his good sense of humor. Here's what I said to you that day: Going back to August 5, 2005 . . . . . I walk in to ICU. They tell me, "He's had a bad night." The doctor walks up to me: "It's not good. We tried removing the ventilator. I don't think we'll ever be able to remove the ventilator. I'm sorry. It doesn't look good." Here's what I said to you that day: I HATE AUGUST . . . . . Love, Peggy
  20. ICU scares me! Praying . . . . . . . . . Love, Peggy
  21. stand4hope

    Attitude :)

    I received this in my email this morning. It was a toss-up whether this should go in Just for Fun - Off Topic, or here. It belongs here: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Subject: Attitude There once was a woman who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and noticed she had only three hairs on her head. "Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today."? So she did and she had a wonderful day. The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only two hairs on her head. "H-M-M, " she said, "I think I'll part my hair down the middle today."? So, she did, and she had a grand day. The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that she had only one hair on her head. "Well," she said, "Today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail." So, she did, and she had a fun, fun day. The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head. "YEAH!" she exclaimed, "I don't have to fix my hair today!" Attitude is everything. Have a Good Day! and Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Love, Peggy
  22. Thanks Cindi! I also just sent her a PM. I sure am glad she's ok. I have her email, but it's at work. Don't know why I didn't think about a PM. Duh! Thanks Connie! Jackie: I hope your hand heals very soon so you can come back here and type us a little note. I miss your posts! Love, Peggy
  23. Hey there, girlfriend, where are you? Are you ok? Love, Peggy
  24. stand4hope

    1 month

    Hang in there, Carleen! Love, Peggy
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