Morning Tiny Dancer The weekend is here and I'm on my own. The family is heading to Queensland without, but tonight should be good. Saturday night's alright. You've done life differently to me. I had kids early so wine, dinner and long conversation was my pre-cancer affair. Actually, anaphylaxis ended that a couple of years before cancer. C'est la vie. Goodbye yellow brick road. I used to think I had asthma, but as I got more sensitive to it, I realised it was sulphites and other food preservatives causing anaphylaxis. Then I turned into a snow flake; a candle in the wind. I turned into "that guy" who can't eat what other's eat and has to take his own food to parties and can't drink French wine or Italian wine (or elderberry wine) because they fill it with sulphites. I hate that guy! Now I'm that guy, I have to eat humble pie instead. But it don't go breaking my heart. I'm still standing. Then along comes bowel cancer and ileostomy surgery and takes out a large portion of good healthy fresh foods that were staple in my diet. It's no sacrifice, but seafood! I love seafood! Life's worst joke for an ileostomy patient. It soooo frickin' stinky when it comes out. Enough to make one pass out and fall into the toilet bowl. Nobody wins. Fortunately, anaphylaxis help me deal with a lot of the "Why-Me" before I discovered the cancer. Looking up, I kind of exhausted those emotions quickly and moved on to the big bag of "of-course-me" emotions that I'd been collecting since childhood. Those are the emotions that come with a free slow eye roll and a loud sigh as you emote it. I usually only pull those emotions out when I'm stuck watching Disney guff. I guess that's why they call it the blues. Since my youngest just turned 18, I guess this is my freedom now. Phil-adelphia freedom perhaps? Freedom to change channel from Disney to a good musical, like Rocketman, or even Monty Python. Hmmm. Who am I kidding? I slaughtered my children with musicals and Python while growing up. So now, she is 18 and finishing high school, she is leaving home soon, off to uni next year. She want's to be a teacher... so she can pass on Python to future generations. The circle of life. Click on this Monty Python classic Anyhow. I'm off to take my daily dose of chemo with breakfast. I hope I don't trip over the dogs in the kitchen. So for you, Blue Eyes, there are 15 references to Elton John songs in this post. Can you find them all?
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