On 3-19-06, a very good friend of mine lost a short battle with brain cancer.  Bianca leaves behind a 12 year old son and the man she married 2 weeks ago. Hundreds of people showed up for the wake this evening, she has touched so many lives.  Bianca was an inspiration to all of us.  Throughout her ordeal, she managed to drive her son to school everyday....yes, everyday, no matter how ill she felt.  Bianca was at peace with her illness and it's ultimate outcome.  Moments before her passing she let her family know that she was not in pain and was not scared.  Before she passed, her husband put his face near hers and said, please blow me kisses from heaven and right before she passed, she puckered her lips and blew a kiss to him.  I was so touched by the love that they shared.  He did not run, he did not hide, he stood by her and loved her more and more each day.  As much as I know my husband loves me, I have to wonder, would he run?. 

Thought B's illness, she NEVER complained.  She would go for treatment and come to work, tired and run down, she would never admit it, but it showed.  Bianca taught us what is really important in life.  She sent her friends and coworkers messages of love and inspiration.  B also spoke of how much he loved life and how she hated to sleep because she was so afraid that she would miss something that life had to offer. When we would try to console her, she would console us, she was stronger than any of us. So, I pledge to be more like B, the next time I was to complain,  I will shut my mouth and think of B.

B, you have the face of an angel and a heart of gold.  You're a champion and our hero, you are loved and missed so much.  Thank you for the privilege of being our friend.....we love you.

OK, my poor little angel has had enough.  Up at 2a.m., vomitting, no fever.  7:45 103.4 temp, crying.  When I asked if anything hurt, she slummped over her bed and said "I don't feel very well".  My heart broke for her.  I want her to be better NOW.  The poor little sweetie is sleeping at the moment.  Beacuse she is ill, my BIL and FIL will no longer be coming over to watch the s*u*per b*o*wl.....DARN.. I don't mean to sound MEAN, BUTI NEED A BREAK.      As far as the pg test, yes, it was negative and I am ok with that. 

Once again, I apologize to Suzanne, we actually had firm plans to hang out this weekend, I was so excited.  I do however look forward to our next attempt at hanging out with Socks over Jeans Girl and the new special guy in her life, baby J

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This is the 3rd weekend that my daughter is ill.  3 weeks ago asthma was aggressive, we could not control it.  We did a 5 day burst of steroids, it seemed to get worse.  Back to the Dr., prescription cough medicine and increase of p*u*lmicort and albuteral.  Week 2 ear infection then ruptured ear drums, Dr. orders antibiotic drops to the ears.  Week # 3 Asthma is back, sinus infection and waiting on strep results.  This poor kid, she is a real trooper.  OK, so, now we are on oral antibiotics, continuing ear drops, mo*tr*in and Tyl. for the fever of 102.6, taking it easy on food consumption, as she vomited at 1:30 a.m.  In the middle about 2.5 weeks ago, my son was also ill, however, he bounced right back. I am tired. 

In addition to all of the above, my nutritionist put me on a strict no carb diet for 2 weeks.  I am at day 3, I feel nauseas and weak. According to the scale, I am down lbs, I guess there is an upside to misery.(I am going to do a pg test right after I write this)  I am nervous, as much as I want another child, I cannot even imagine getting pregnant now, I am a flipping fat cow.

I will update later