BAHAHA I was going to say "Quackery!" but this response is 1000% better.

Ooh! Fun!
Current cocktail:
dexamethasone 4mg
Zantac (-not sure of the dose. Was prescribed it today and haven't taken it yet.)
2000mg levetiracetam (Keppra).
300mg oxcarbazepine (Trileptal).
20mg clobazam
(Also took Plan B a month ago after an, erm, incident. The epilepsy drugs render regular hormonal BC useless, and I…

The kidney-shaped bucket is for emesis. Puking. I know because I was there too.
I'll pass. I can appreciate poetry without dragging myself through the annals of my worst memories, and I'll be revisiting the ICU again - maybe tomorrow, maybe in a few months, maybe a year - and eventually I won't be "still alive."
Frankly,…

Jezebel's only coverage of a global summit on women and girls is about... the women's looks? Sadface.

Thanks for the distinction re: Arabs. Drives me nuts seeing it used as a catch-all term for every single person across North Africa through the Middle East.

Life, uh, finds a way.

I remember watching the pilot, and from that first episode alone, I announced to my brother "This show is shitty to women and non-white people." He agreed.

If there's no medical problem, then this reeks of child neglect. Edit: If DCS finds no problem either? I vote dirty clothing.

"...I do not think it means what you think it means."

ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO!! I'm going to be all Goldblum-giddy in my seat waiting for it to start.

I'm starting to think the expression originated with that movie.

WTF Jeremy Irons?

I get "You look half-white" a lot, which seems super, super weird to me. (Note: Both parents are white.)

If it'd been a Hobbes collection, I'd have married him.

You, Miss RitaFantastic, have a good head on your shoulders. And good on you for the hard work! Bravo xo

This is common among cancer patients. My elderly aunt hid an eating disorder as she was dying of stomach cancer because strangers would compliment her figure. When I was underweight on chemo, I had tons of compliments - even a dude telling me that "Chemo looks good on you." (I'd kept my hair and still fit society's…

I empathize. Patients and their families often enter a world where hope and denial are indistinguishable.

Aye, a prognosis should always be taken with a grain of salt. 3 years ago, I pushed my doctor for a prognosis and he (very reluctantly) told me I'd get 3-10 years, but in short, "we don't know." That's the crux: no one really knows. I'm ready, anyway.

It always hurts to see kids at the cancer clinic or in the radiation suite. I am so sorry about your daughter.

Thank you. Funny thing is, from the time I was about twelve, I began each school year by announcing to myself that "This year could be the year we win the lottery. This year could be the year I get cancer."