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Cake day: July 23rd, 2023

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  • It depends on the time of day.

    I’m the morning I toast a Costco triangle ciabatta bun, butter it, and add two fried eggs, bacon or ham, and Swiss cheese.

    In the afternoon I slice two slices of leftover meatloaf, put them in a pan, cover them with spaghetti sauce, and poach them. I toast two slices of bread then place the poached meatloaf on one slice and add lettuce, onion, green pepper, salt and pepper, Swiss cheese, and a sprinkle of parmesan cheese, add some extra sauce, and top off with the other slice of toast.





  • I’m currently in treatment for Hodgin Lymphoma. An old friend that I rarely see volunteered to take me to chemo every two weeks for six months. We have really good visits while I’m in the chair. Last week I got out my tablet and showed him my farm in Minecraft. I don’t like being asked how I’m doing or how I’m feeling because literally everyone asks and I get tired of answering. I prefer, “Do you need anything?” or “Can I help in any way?” I’m not good at asking for help. A friend who I have helped several times just showed up with her partner and four kids and their partners and got our place ready for fall. One of the kids partners was a plumber and he installed a couple of sinks for us. We have a bunch of people around us who have offered to help and meant it. One got up early and drove my son and his bike to school two days after chemo. Another has done groceries for us and taken my wife grocery shopping because she doesn’t drive. If you offer to help mean it and do anything you can to help. Otherwise, just be there and do things other than talk about cancer. Normalcy is welcome. If she wants to talk, talk. If she just wants you to be there, be there.









  • Maple Engineer@lemmy.worldtoMemes@lemmy.mlviolently cries and sobs
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    9 months ago

    We all have lives. I sometimes remember that I was discussing something with someone weeks later.

    In the end my trans friends, LGBTQ friends, my lesbian daughter, and my son and daughter’s LGBTQ, non-binary, and trans friends and everyone who knows me knows that I’m not a transphobe. They know that I’m an ally. They know that they can count on me for support and that I will actively protect them.

    Being labelled a transphobe by someone who doesn’t know me and obviously has rather extreme views is less than meaningless to me. I engaged in the coversation to try to help her to understand my position and that labelling anyone who wasn’t interested in having sex with her, no matter how much of an ally they really were, was counterproductive. I did my best. I’m going to keep doing my best to be an ally no matter how much people who demand thought perfection label me. That’s just who I am.