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That damn pig!

We are in the year of the boar...pig...whatever you want to call it. I call it EVIL! It is especially evil for a Cancer like me. When I read my predicitons for this year, I think it said that I would have 1 good month, 2 ok months, and 9 bad months. It ain't lyin'!!!

I have had some really great stuff happen this year, but it's always been coupled with some downfall. And I'm not sure that that one good month has happened yet. I hope not!

And, once again it's happening. I'm moving! Yay! I've lived in the same apartment for 9 years, so I am now, finally moving...I'm staying in the same complex, but I'm moving to a bigger apartment with two bathrooms and a pool view. So, that's been good news. I have an upcoming vacation to Colorado Springs during one of the prettiest times of year.

And then I had lunch with my sister and parent's today. My dad has skin cancer again. Stage 2. After he's already had all the skin removed from his ears, now he's going to have to have a giant chunk taken out of his arm. It's really scary. The bad months just keep coming. What's the next year in the Chinese Zodiac! I wish it was February already!

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stephanie said…
Sorry to hear about your dad. I don't know much about Stage 2?
Congrats on the new apt! When are you moving?
I don't know much about it either, but it means they'll have to cut much deeper to get it all out. Poor thing. He's been cut on so much lately!

I'm moving in 2 weeks, sista!
stephanie said…
Oh wow, he will be in my thoughts. Keep us posted on how he is doing!
Anonymous said…
Hey Elizabeth, not to worry. Chuck has had a total of 42 spots removed. (Melanoma from his arm that required a second surgery and lost half of his forarm--but is now cancer free!!!) Skin cancer is curable-but my prayers are with your folks. Love you!

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