I lost a friend.
It happened just before the election.
She basically claimed I need to "stop listening" to some Alex Jones guy and Infowars and Breightbart. However, I don't listen to any of these people.
She forgets many things...the years I served in the military for one thing. I don't need to listen to Alex Jones, or Infowars, or Breightbart. I get my information from people I know personally, and trust. To say that I listen to the aforementioned people is absolutely insulting.
"As a Muslim woman, how could you possibly vote in any way that might see him in office after his racism against your entire religion? Our daughter is Muslim and from Turkey. She currently resides in America as a neurologist in Pennsylvania. Under Trump he will want to deport her simply because she is of a religion he hates. Unbelievable that anyone who is Muslim, black, Latino, a women, or any other specific group except white, male, evangelicals could ever vote to see this man as our president."
So, basically, DEMANDING that I vote for Clinton.
It has been a few months now. I wonder how her daughter from Turkey is doing today. Has she received her deportation orders yet? Considering that none of the 7 countries Rumpelstiltskin tried to ban, none of them covered Turkey. Nor about 44 of the other about 52 Muslim majority countries in the world. Indonesial is the biggest Muslim country in the world, so why didn't he ban that one? Saudi Arabia has a poor human rights record, so why not ban Saudi Arabia?
"Unbelievable that anyone who is Muslim...could ever vote to see this man as our president." This REALLY is a bunch of nonsense. If I wanted to see him as President, I would have VOTED for him. However, I did not. I voted for someone else. Not that it would have mattered...since Clinton took California 2 to 1. So, I COULD have voted for Rumpelstiltskin, and Clinton would STILL have taken California 2 to 1. 55 electoral votes for Clinton, ZERO for Rumpelstiltskin. And yet, this former friend has not spoken to me since.
Seriously, the only way my vote could have gone for Rumpelstiltskin would have been if I had actually VOTED FOR HIM!!! Which I didn't. My vote will NOT be credited in any way to Rumpelstiltskin.
I don't understand the voters of this state. We have the HIGHEST GAS TAXES IN THE COUNTRY, and THE POOREST ROADS!!! However, our state has diverted the gas tax money to the General Fund to use for other things...so there is NO MONEY FOR ROADS! But, hey, guess what! Governor Moonbeam has the answer! HOORAY! So, what is it? Divert the gas tax money back to the road fun? No. Set aside some money for the roads? Again no. Raise taxes? DING DING DING!!! You just won the 52 BILLION dollar award. Because the dummycrats in California government SQUANDERED all that money, WE GET TO PAY!!! How awesome is that? You know what? I'm in debt and I can't pay it, can you give ME some money so I can pay MY debt off? Yet, I hear people saying stupid things like "well, we need the money!" Well, you big dummy, we HAVE the money...it's just that these money grabbers in Sacramento SQUANDERED IT!!!!! Where else can you SQUANDER other peoples money, and STILL be able to actually get MORE???
If I was hired to design you an oil refinery, but, when I came with my drawings, you found it was the drawings for a hotel, what would you say? Would you be angry? I think so. Would you say "Ok, we'll go with this!" I don't think so. Sounds like "bait and switch" to me! So, why do so with the state? Yes...you CAN take on City Hall...AND YOU CAN WIN!!! How do you think those cops that beat Kelly Thomas got fired? It happened because people showed up and started SCREAMING at the City Council. People got ANGRY! People showed up and DEMANDED answers. It took a bit of doing, but it happened. IT'S YOUR MONEY!!! But, hey, you are nothing more than a bunch of SUCKERS anyway. So, I guess it's OK if Moonbeam puts the wool over your eyes by saying "we don't have the money." But, hey, with tax and spend liberals...they NEVER have the money because they SPENT it already!!! Hmm...I should try that on my next employer. Demand he give me a $10 an hour raise. Think he would go for it? And yet, OUR employee does that to US!!!
And think about this. Who will suffer for this new government rip off? Not the rich. The poor will. It is like, if our state eliminates Prop. 13 property tax protections...the rich won't suffer. But, when someone who has to rely on Prop 13 keeping their property taxes low enough that they can afford them, (about 1k a year, living on disability), then suddenly have it go to 7k, 8k or even 9k (or more), in one foul swoop...The homeless population just increased...dramatically. And to think I used to wonder why everyone I met who was on SSI was living under a bridge. I have found single bedroom apartments for as low as 640 a month. (Note: gang infested, low class areas...I know the area where this apartment was). So...640 a month, with less than 900 a month income. And THIS is the person you want to pay all your gas taxes?
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Sunday, January 19, 2014
Allahu akbar! UNBELIEVABLE!!!
It has been a week now since the Fullerton Bad Asses have been found "not guilty" for the MURDER of Kelly Thomas in 2011. There have been a number of protests, and thankfully, not a lot of violence.
I remember the 1992 Los Angeles riots after the LAPD officers were found not guilty for their "unprovoked" beating of Rodney King. Let's see...
Mr. King had lead the police on a dangerous high speed pursuit. Mr. Thomas, well, he was just sitting there.
Mr. King got out of his vehicle and charged at the police...somehow, I don't think he wanted to run up and shake hands with the officers and say "good pursuit, alright you got me!" Mr. Thomas, who had just been threatened with physical harm, was backing up, hands forward with palms out, in a "please don't hit me" posture.
Mr. King kept trying to get up and assault the officers. Mr. Thomas was begging for mercy, begging for help, begging for the beating to stop, even saying "I'm sorry!" Somehow, I do not believe that Mr. King asked for mercy, or said "I'm sorry" to the officers.
Most poignantly, Mr. King lived for 20 years after the beating, died by drowning in his swimming pool. There was alcohol and drugs in his system. Mr. Thomas died in the hospital 5 days after his beating and nearly dieing in a pool of his own blood. There was no alcohol or drugs in his system.
Jay Ciscinelli(sp) has said that he plans to try to get his job back. I think that if he does try to get a job as a cop again, it needs to be in a place far, far away from Fullerton CA. I just don't think people around here will be able to trust him. I know I certainly will not. If he does get back in with FPD, I will be a lot quicker to refuse to say anything more then "talk to my lawyer" if I am approached.
What do we need to do?
First, the Prophet, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, said that "If you see something that is wrong, change it with your hand; if you cannot do that, then curse it with your mouth; and if you cannot even do that, then hate it in your heart."
I say, use your hand...and your feet...AND your mouth. Show up at Fullerton city council meetings and DEMAND that they do NOT rehire these officers under ANY circumstances. If, as Ciscinelli(sp) says, he does sue, try to send an amicus brief to the judge opposing a favorable decision. Just because he was found "not guilty" is NOT the same as saying that he was "innocent." The same goes for the other officers.
If they DO get rehired, show up to city council meetings and scream at the city council demanding they be fired again!!! If they get enough grief, they will relent, Insha'Allah.
Protest at the police station. Stand on their lawn with signs protesting. However, absolutely avoid any fisticuffs, because fisticuffs WILL land people in jail and WILL result in orders to disperse. This would be highly counter productive.
Make phone calls to your members of the California Assembly and Senate. DEMAND that the "Police officers bill of rights" be amended. No, we do not need to know where an officer lives or his personal phone number. We do not need to know how much rent or taxes he pays, or when or what he eats for dinner. However, we should be able to get answers to certain questions...
1. Has he/she been accused of misconduct?
2. What kind of misconduct?
3. What was the result of the investigation?
4. What disciplinary actions were taken?
5. If he was "exonerated", why? On what grounds?
These people are PUBLIC SERVANTS. Yet they have NO public accountability!!!
The Fullerton PD has been involved in a number of highly questionable incidents, including
1. The malicious prosecution of an individual for assault on a police officer, who, it was determined was actually innocent. The exculpatory evidence showed that the officer perjured himself in testifying.
2. A police parole violation raid was conducted...at the WRONG ADDRESS!!!
3. Officer Albert Rincon...the Fullerton PD official groper. SEVEN complaints by different women...and...nothing was done.
4. The Kelly Thomas beating...obviously.
5. More?
Khadijah
I remember the 1992 Los Angeles riots after the LAPD officers were found not guilty for their "unprovoked" beating of Rodney King. Let's see...
Mr. King had lead the police on a dangerous high speed pursuit. Mr. Thomas, well, he was just sitting there.
Mr. King got out of his vehicle and charged at the police...somehow, I don't think he wanted to run up and shake hands with the officers and say "good pursuit, alright you got me!" Mr. Thomas, who had just been threatened with physical harm, was backing up, hands forward with palms out, in a "please don't hit me" posture.
Mr. King kept trying to get up and assault the officers. Mr. Thomas was begging for mercy, begging for help, begging for the beating to stop, even saying "I'm sorry!" Somehow, I do not believe that Mr. King asked for mercy, or said "I'm sorry" to the officers.
Most poignantly, Mr. King lived for 20 years after the beating, died by drowning in his swimming pool. There was alcohol and drugs in his system. Mr. Thomas died in the hospital 5 days after his beating and nearly dieing in a pool of his own blood. There was no alcohol or drugs in his system.
Jay Ciscinelli(sp) has said that he plans to try to get his job back. I think that if he does try to get a job as a cop again, it needs to be in a place far, far away from Fullerton CA. I just don't think people around here will be able to trust him. I know I certainly will not. If he does get back in with FPD, I will be a lot quicker to refuse to say anything more then "talk to my lawyer" if I am approached.
What do we need to do?
First, the Prophet, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, said that "If you see something that is wrong, change it with your hand; if you cannot do that, then curse it with your mouth; and if you cannot even do that, then hate it in your heart."
I say, use your hand...and your feet...AND your mouth. Show up at Fullerton city council meetings and DEMAND that they do NOT rehire these officers under ANY circumstances. If, as Ciscinelli(sp) says, he does sue, try to send an amicus brief to the judge opposing a favorable decision. Just because he was found "not guilty" is NOT the same as saying that he was "innocent." The same goes for the other officers.
If they DO get rehired, show up to city council meetings and scream at the city council demanding they be fired again!!! If they get enough grief, they will relent, Insha'Allah.
Protest at the police station. Stand on their lawn with signs protesting. However, absolutely avoid any fisticuffs, because fisticuffs WILL land people in jail and WILL result in orders to disperse. This would be highly counter productive.
Make phone calls to your members of the California Assembly and Senate. DEMAND that the "Police officers bill of rights" be amended. No, we do not need to know where an officer lives or his personal phone number. We do not need to know how much rent or taxes he pays, or when or what he eats for dinner. However, we should be able to get answers to certain questions...
1. Has he/she been accused of misconduct?
2. What kind of misconduct?
3. What was the result of the investigation?
4. What disciplinary actions were taken?
5. If he was "exonerated", why? On what grounds?
These people are PUBLIC SERVANTS. Yet they have NO public accountability!!!
The Fullerton PD has been involved in a number of highly questionable incidents, including
1. The malicious prosecution of an individual for assault on a police officer, who, it was determined was actually innocent. The exculpatory evidence showed that the officer perjured himself in testifying.
2. A police parole violation raid was conducted...at the WRONG ADDRESS!!!
3. Officer Albert Rincon...the Fullerton PD official groper. SEVEN complaints by different women...and...nothing was done.
4. The Kelly Thomas beating...obviously.
5. More?
Khadijah
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Keeping busy...
Been keeping pretty busy. Just have life going on. Not much more to report. Still dealing with the neuro oncology. Insha'Allah, will have more to say later. It's looking good.
I was told that I have a virus...Epstein-Barr Virus, which is what actually caused the cancer. I just found this out today, so I was like "WHAT!!!!!!??????"
I've been doing a lot more walking/hiking. Ashley usually goes with me when I do that. I can do about 3-1/2 miles now, and I plan to up it about another miles. I can do it...I'm not feeling like I'm pushing it after 3-1/2 like I was before. I think I will add another mile or so.
Nothing much else to say right now./
Just keeping the faith.
I was told that I have a virus...Epstein-Barr Virus, which is what actually caused the cancer. I just found this out today, so I was like "WHAT!!!!!!??????"
I've been doing a lot more walking/hiking. Ashley usually goes with me when I do that. I can do about 3-1/2 miles now, and I plan to up it about another miles. I can do it...I'm not feeling like I'm pushing it after 3-1/2 like I was before. I think I will add another mile or so.
Nothing much else to say right now./
Just keeping the faith.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Update
It has been a couple of months...so I had another MRI and things are stable. Charley has not gotten any bigger...or any smaller.
I'm no longer needing my walker.
I'm getting more independence and have been moving back into the house. It's been a chore...a lot of cleaning. I've never been the cleanest, and I am really REALLY trying to make a change...So I told my friend if he sees me slacking to remind me. I have the living room almost completely take care of. I need to pull the rug out and figure out what to do with the coffee table (prolly put both in storage for a while) then pull the sofa out and clean under it...Also I need to pull the TV stand and clean behind it...I had the bright idea of using the vacuum to clean the ash out of the fire place...Ash EVERYWHERE!!! Well...THAT was a great idea! Now...try cleaning that ash off everything...mostly what you do is just redistribute it! ARGH!!!
Next thing will be the kitchen. I have 2 BIG issues with the kitchen...1. the fridge has broken, and 2. the stove doesn't work. I have been wanting to replace those things. The fridge is old...It's an old HotPoint, and it is a good 15, 20 years old I think. It isn't an energy star, so it inflated my electric bill by $30 a month... Yes, it is plugged in, the lightbulb goes on when you open it. The big problem is I have meds that need to be kept cool...but at least we don't have the summer heat here yet. Been scrambling to locate a small used or loner fridge till I can get a new one.
Now for the stove. I want a stove that is easier to clean! I plan on getting an electric one with a solid 1 piece cook top. The one I have is gas...I have a vent hood, and I will keep that vent hood on and working. Hey sometimes food smokes...or burns...or as I can show you by the black circle on the ceiling...even explode!!! Don't let me near your stove top...I don't know if it's a Muslim thing or just me...but apparently, I am good at blowing stuff up...even when I do NOT want to. I still have a lot of black scorch marks on the wall behind the stove and the cabinets above it, especially near the ceiling. KABOOM!!! Which is why there is cooking oil all over the place! FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!! Yes, I am still finding cooking oil from that blow up.
Anyway, after gaining quite a bit of weight, I have finally managed to lose a bit..about 6 pounds. :)
Well, I'm going to sign off...I'll try to post a bit more often, insha'Allah.
Khadijah
I'm no longer needing my walker.
I'm getting more independence and have been moving back into the house. It's been a chore...a lot of cleaning. I've never been the cleanest, and I am really REALLY trying to make a change...So I told my friend if he sees me slacking to remind me. I have the living room almost completely take care of. I need to pull the rug out and figure out what to do with the coffee table (prolly put both in storage for a while) then pull the sofa out and clean under it...Also I need to pull the TV stand and clean behind it...I had the bright idea of using the vacuum to clean the ash out of the fire place...Ash EVERYWHERE!!! Well...THAT was a great idea! Now...try cleaning that ash off everything...mostly what you do is just redistribute it! ARGH!!!
Next thing will be the kitchen. I have 2 BIG issues with the kitchen...1. the fridge has broken, and 2. the stove doesn't work. I have been wanting to replace those things. The fridge is old...It's an old HotPoint, and it is a good 15, 20 years old I think. It isn't an energy star, so it inflated my electric bill by $30 a month... Yes, it is plugged in, the lightbulb goes on when you open it. The big problem is I have meds that need to be kept cool...but at least we don't have the summer heat here yet. Been scrambling to locate a small used or loner fridge till I can get a new one.
Now for the stove. I want a stove that is easier to clean! I plan on getting an electric one with a solid 1 piece cook top. The one I have is gas...I have a vent hood, and I will keep that vent hood on and working. Hey sometimes food smokes...or burns...or as I can show you by the black circle on the ceiling...even explode!!! Don't let me near your stove top...I don't know if it's a Muslim thing or just me...but apparently, I am good at blowing stuff up...even when I do NOT want to. I still have a lot of black scorch marks on the wall behind the stove and the cabinets above it, especially near the ceiling. KABOOM!!! Which is why there is cooking oil all over the place! FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!! Yes, I am still finding cooking oil from that blow up.
Anyway, after gaining quite a bit of weight, I have finally managed to lose a bit..about 6 pounds. :)
Well, I'm going to sign off...I'll try to post a bit more often, insha'Allah.
Khadijah
Saturday, April 20, 2013
New home...
Hey everyone, as salamu alaykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh to any ukhtis and akhees out there reading this. Welcome to my new blog home. Yahoo decided to deep 6 all the blogs on their site, so I was without for some time. Anyway...on to bigger and better...
For those who do not know me, I am Khadijah, I am a revert to Islam of about 5, 5-1/2 years. My coming back to Islam was a major shock to many people, and well...let's just leave it at that...for now anyway. Insha'Allah, I will post about that at a later date if there is enough interest.
It might be asked why I say "Cancer Survivor" when, infact, I am not a Cancer Survivor...well...not YET, anyway. But I plan to be one, insha'Allah!!! It is now April 2013 on the American calendar. Not to long ago, in December 2012, I got sick. I mean, really sick! I mean the "last rites I'm gonna DIE!" sick. On 11 December I went to the ER because I had been coughing uncontrolably for a couple of months. I had an appointment a couple of weeks later, but I decided I couldn't wait any longer...so off to the hospital that shall not be named due to their complete mistreatment of me. I tell you I even SAID to the ER doc it was pneumonia!!! He said it wasn't!!! He said it was bronchitis!!! HE WAS WRONG!!! And so begins the hospital that shall not be named debacle.
On 15 December, I still felt like...well...like I needed to be in the hospital when it all started. I was feeling worse!!! On top of it all, my feet felt, well, weird. I couldn't explain it but it was the "OH NO!!! I'M GOING TO LOSE MY FEET!!!" kind of feeling. I'm diabetic, you see...and we always hear about losing feet. So off to the ER I went, and after several hours, I was discharged and told there was nothing wrong with them...I won't lose them, at least.
Over night...this feeling was creeping up my legs...it was like the bones were turning to lead!!! After about 24 hours, I called a friend to come and get me and take me back to the ER...I was now having trouble walking, standing and keeping my balance. Something was definitely wrong!!! My friend helped me get in his truck when it happened, he turned around, and by the time he saw me again, I was lieing in a pile on the driveway!!! I couldn't even get up!!! At the ER I had to be helped out, and then after several hours, they did it again! THE ER DISCHARGED ME AGAIN!!! Nothing wrong, you see. This time they were a bit disrespectful...but it gets worse...
I stayed at my friends place...I was definitely in bad shape and quite unhappy about how I wasn't taken seriously. I really should have been admitted that night. The next morning, it was worse. I couldn't even pick my feet off the floor!!! I had to call the fire dept to send the paramedics to come pick me up. I was having some trouble speaking, I tried to scream for my friend to unlock the door, but try as I might, I could not scream. He was asleep in another room. No, we have never slept together.
I called him on his landline from my cell and told him to please unlock the front door so the paramedics can come in, they were coming up the street already.
While I was in the ambulance, I lost my ability to speak...it was as if someone hit a switch and quiet I went.
The ER staff saw me...and immediately got very angry at me for wasting their time...again!!! After several hours of teasing me, during which time I was again able to speak, I saw my friend was there, "oh by the way, we're discharging you, we did all the same tests again, and there's nothing wrong with you!" I blew a gasket!!! They continued to tease me, telling me to just get up and walk out...but I couldn't. Someone asked me if my inability to walk could be psychological, I said "NO!" I also mentioned that I was hallucinating. All of a sudden, I was told that I was being admitted to the hospital. FINALLY!!!!!!!!!
The answer were soon to come. The help I was so deparately needing would finally come. I was put in an MRI that day or the next day, and Houston, we have a problem!!! There was a large spot in my cerebellum. It was described as "inflamation" by the neurologist. So, I had a biopsy of my brain done. They ruled out every fungus and organism they could think of. Posibly even ones they couldn't think of!!! Nothing. Absolutely negative. Not good.
Slides went off to Johns Hopkins. Finally after about 3 weeks or so (a really long time) I finally got the answer, Non Hodgekins Lymphoma. The tumor was LARGE!!! It was 3.0 cm by about 1.5 cm.
After nearly a month in the hospital I finally had the day I could walk out. I told the nurse she would have to kill me to get me to take a ride in the wheel chair out. I was bound and determined to WALK out!!!
And that was what I did.
Flash foward a couple of months. I had an MRI at UCI, and 2.7 x 1.4 cm? Is that right?
Flash foward to last week, and something like 1.5 x 1 or so? The neuro oncologist confirmed it. The tumor is definitely shrinking!!! The second tumor that was seen on the second MRI was completely gone! Allahu akbar! Charley is dieing! Also the PET scan...cancer is supposed to show up as a bright spot. For some reason, at the hosital that shall not be named, I never got any PET scans, so there is no way to compare the PET scan I got this week. However, this was a surprise, where the cancer was supposed to be, the PET scan was dark. The doc said it is not normal for cancer to present like this. It is supposed to be very bright, however, this cancer was not. It was as if the cancer was...well...dieing.
In a few weeks I will get another MRI, and the doc said "head only" would be necessary. I told him to go ahead and give me a full scan, just to make sure. Insha'Allah, I will post more after this happens. Hee hee.
For those who do not know me, I am Khadijah, I am a revert to Islam of about 5, 5-1/2 years. My coming back to Islam was a major shock to many people, and well...let's just leave it at that...for now anyway. Insha'Allah, I will post about that at a later date if there is enough interest.
It might be asked why I say "Cancer Survivor" when, infact, I am not a Cancer Survivor...well...not YET, anyway. But I plan to be one, insha'Allah!!! It is now April 2013 on the American calendar. Not to long ago, in December 2012, I got sick. I mean, really sick! I mean the "last rites I'm gonna DIE!" sick. On 11 December I went to the ER because I had been coughing uncontrolably for a couple of months. I had an appointment a couple of weeks later, but I decided I couldn't wait any longer...so off to the hospital that shall not be named due to their complete mistreatment of me. I tell you I even SAID to the ER doc it was pneumonia!!! He said it wasn't!!! He said it was bronchitis!!! HE WAS WRONG!!! And so begins the hospital that shall not be named debacle.
On 15 December, I still felt like...well...like I needed to be in the hospital when it all started. I was feeling worse!!! On top of it all, my feet felt, well, weird. I couldn't explain it but it was the "OH NO!!! I'M GOING TO LOSE MY FEET!!!" kind of feeling. I'm diabetic, you see...and we always hear about losing feet. So off to the ER I went, and after several hours, I was discharged and told there was nothing wrong with them...I won't lose them, at least.
Over night...this feeling was creeping up my legs...it was like the bones were turning to lead!!! After about 24 hours, I called a friend to come and get me and take me back to the ER...I was now having trouble walking, standing and keeping my balance. Something was definitely wrong!!! My friend helped me get in his truck when it happened, he turned around, and by the time he saw me again, I was lieing in a pile on the driveway!!! I couldn't even get up!!! At the ER I had to be helped out, and then after several hours, they did it again! THE ER DISCHARGED ME AGAIN!!! Nothing wrong, you see. This time they were a bit disrespectful...but it gets worse...
I stayed at my friends place...I was definitely in bad shape and quite unhappy about how I wasn't taken seriously. I really should have been admitted that night. The next morning, it was worse. I couldn't even pick my feet off the floor!!! I had to call the fire dept to send the paramedics to come pick me up. I was having some trouble speaking, I tried to scream for my friend to unlock the door, but try as I might, I could not scream. He was asleep in another room. No, we have never slept together.
I called him on his landline from my cell and told him to please unlock the front door so the paramedics can come in, they were coming up the street already.
While I was in the ambulance, I lost my ability to speak...it was as if someone hit a switch and quiet I went.
The ER staff saw me...and immediately got very angry at me for wasting their time...again!!! After several hours of teasing me, during which time I was again able to speak, I saw my friend was there, "oh by the way, we're discharging you, we did all the same tests again, and there's nothing wrong with you!" I blew a gasket!!! They continued to tease me, telling me to just get up and walk out...but I couldn't. Someone asked me if my inability to walk could be psychological, I said "NO!" I also mentioned that I was hallucinating. All of a sudden, I was told that I was being admitted to the hospital. FINALLY!!!!!!!!!
The answer were soon to come. The help I was so deparately needing would finally come. I was put in an MRI that day or the next day, and Houston, we have a problem!!! There was a large spot in my cerebellum. It was described as "inflamation" by the neurologist. So, I had a biopsy of my brain done. They ruled out every fungus and organism they could think of. Posibly even ones they couldn't think of!!! Nothing. Absolutely negative. Not good.
Slides went off to Johns Hopkins. Finally after about 3 weeks or so (a really long time) I finally got the answer, Non Hodgekins Lymphoma. The tumor was LARGE!!! It was 3.0 cm by about 1.5 cm.
After nearly a month in the hospital I finally had the day I could walk out. I told the nurse she would have to kill me to get me to take a ride in the wheel chair out. I was bound and determined to WALK out!!!
And that was what I did.
Flash foward a couple of months. I had an MRI at UCI, and 2.7 x 1.4 cm? Is that right?
Flash foward to last week, and something like 1.5 x 1 or so? The neuro oncologist confirmed it. The tumor is definitely shrinking!!! The second tumor that was seen on the second MRI was completely gone! Allahu akbar! Charley is dieing! Also the PET scan...cancer is supposed to show up as a bright spot. For some reason, at the hosital that shall not be named, I never got any PET scans, so there is no way to compare the PET scan I got this week. However, this was a surprise, where the cancer was supposed to be, the PET scan was dark. The doc said it is not normal for cancer to present like this. It is supposed to be very bright, however, this cancer was not. It was as if the cancer was...well...dieing.
In a few weeks I will get another MRI, and the doc said "head only" would be necessary. I told him to go ahead and give me a full scan, just to make sure. Insha'Allah, I will post more after this happens. Hee hee.
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