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Someone has unpacked this bed improperly. Do you think they’ll notice?

The grass has been disturbed. It points this way.

There.

I Dream In Blue Metallic.

I stir. You enter.

Pulling back the covers swiftly, peeling back flesh and reaching in,

you laugh and look me in the eye.

your eyes are blue metallic.

you whisper; “This is good, and if you want it continue, you must practice.”

you told me I would.

“I” dreaming in blue metallic…

“It’s a Medical Miracle…, we have been watching your story unfold from afar and… we can’t explain it, it’s a miracle!”

My primary care provider said this to me a few weeks ago when I went to ask some specific blood sugar related questions. I hadn’t seen him in over nine months since I was diagnosed with not one, but two, (biochemically/genetically) unrelated  cancers in my pancreas and colon. These were big tumors (picture a grapefruit) that in the pancreas, had been growing for a number of years. “How do you feel?” he asked; “How are you?.

“Fine.” I said. I’ve never felt better. This whole experience has been such a blessing.”

“That’s wonderful.” he said; “Most people don’t see it that way. This makes you extraordinary.”

He said he wasn’t too alarmed with my sugars and wanted to see me in a few weeks after having my six-month check-up with Dr. Gold, my oncologist. “Have them run these tests while you’re at it and have them fax it to me. I want to compare these numbers.” He wrote down ‘CA 19‘ & ‘CEA‘.

I followed up with him today.

“Surprise to see you here, you look great. Look at this!”

He set down three sheets of paper and pointed at a line on the first one.

“These are your ‘Tumor Markers’. They are blood tests that we use to help diagnose the level of cancer in your body. These are your numbers in January.” He pointed to the following: CEA 40.0 H C 19-9 173 H . “Most people are around 2.5-5 CEA and 0-35 is normal for the C19, but your at this now.” He circled two numbers to the right. CEA 1.0 C 19-9 <2. He then showed two other intermediate numbers corresponding to May and August and showed how they went down, then dropped completely to normal.
“Falling Cea indicators is a good sign.” He said; “What do you do? Do you visualize?”

I said that it was faith mostly and that I did visualize my white blood cells as little Dorje Shugdan protectors riding around on a snow lion, sword drawn, hacking up little cancer cells.

He laughed and said; “Well it works- keep it up!”

I smiled and said; “You know you Doctors are good but Dharma is the supreme medicine, a little old Tibetan monk told me so.”

And I believe him…

Venus (my ruling planet) has been in retrograde in Virgo (my ascendant) and Mars is about to go retro in Cancer (my moon)…

H O L Y S H I T ! !

This explains a lot though I make no excuses for my behavior. Only I can control the afflictions of my mind. Samsara sucks…

This showed up in my inbox today xP

I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on
envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that
needs sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown)
who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the
$15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating
in their special e-mail program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out
for me, and St.  Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant
freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water
buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward
an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove
toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car
so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr.  Pepper since the people who make these
products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans .

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave
anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked
with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume
sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al
Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our
American troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number
for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore
, and Uzbekistan .

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their
recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown
African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it
bites my butt.

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I found in the
parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting
underneath my car to grab my leg.

I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas
companies!

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70
minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this
afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to
grow a hairy hump.  I know this will occur because it actually happened to a
friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's
cousin's beautician...

Have a wonderful day....