Happy Spring Break everyone! Teacher's everywhere probably agree with me, but parents whose kids are now home for the week might not. At least it is sunny so they could always be pushed outside to play. (Now that I've said that I'm sure that I've jinxed it and it will start raining/snowing any minute).
First things first; an ear infection update. On Thursday I went in to see Dr. Stilles (my radiologist) . . . again. This time it was for a second look at my infected left ear to see if the given treatment had any affect. Happily, all the gross gunk/puss/gooey-ness that was there is now gone, however it is still just as swollen as before. The good thing is that this pretty much eliminates the chances that it is a fungal infection. However, the bad thing is that it makes it more likely that it is permanent damage from the radiation treatment. Dr. Stilles has put me on my antibiotic ear drops for another week to see if all we need to do is continue the treatment on the infection longer than normal thanks to my chemo treatments. If there is no significant change when I see him again in two weeks, then I'll have to start searching for hearing aids. Yuck. If nothing else, it will guarantee that no one will ever be able to talk behind my back (Ha! Knee slap on that one!)
I also visited Dr. Wagner (my oncologist) the same afternoon I saw Dr. Stiles. I am very happy to say that the results of the blood work testing that was done that day with Dr. Wagner (or his identical twin brother ;) were really good. My blood work, in a very pleasant surprise, came back 100% normal. Woohoo! Since the nausea I experienced with my last week of chemo was quite a bit below what most people experience with a double dosage, and my blood work came back so well, my weeks of chemo treatments over the next six months will all be triple my original dosage. That Temodar (chemo) prescription and I are going to have to bond even more. The only difference from now on (other than the dosage) is that I am going to start my five days of chemo treatment on a Wednesday instead of a Monday. That way my last two, and toughest, days will be over the weekend instead of on Thursday and Friday when I am working. I would really rather not lose my lunch on a student if I could avoid it. So far I feel the most nauseous at home, not at work. I think the fact that I am always up and moving at work helps with that. However, this could be a good lesson in health class on the digestive system :).
I also have a request for bald/balding people everywhere . . . how can you prevent getting a sunburn on your head ? Sunscreen makes my scalp into a greasy mess, and most hats that look cool enough for spring/summer weather have holes or gaps in them that would expose parts of my head or my neck. I went out into our yard yesterday for fifteen minutes without a hat, and managed to get a sunburn on my head. They really weren't kidding when they said that the radiation treatment would make my head ultra-sensitive to sunlight. Today when I go out to do some yard work, I'm going to just wear a hooded light jacket along with a bandanna. I may look like a creepy vampire, but I won't get burned!
For anyone who gets really bored over Spring Break:
LOTS of dominoes
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
No More Flaming Tortillas Allowed
Three weeks of work complete and counting! Sorry it has been so long since I've written another entry. Being back at work does take up all the free/boredom time I had before.
I feel that probably my biggest accomplishment since my brain surgery in November is that I have managed to make it through the last three weeks of work without hitting what my husband calls "crash mode". (I have a feeling he gathered that saying from one of his destructive X Box games). I have also had my first round of chemo after my six week straight of treatment, and let me tell you . . . double the chemo dosage is certainly a new experience. Before my major food repulsion was blueberry yogurt, thanks to my double dosage, it now seems to be ALL yogurt. I had a hope that the nasty/gross/vomit/overall-eww feeling of this would pass after I finished that week of treatment, but unfortunately it has not chosen to leave. After my next six months of chemo treatment end I am going to have to create some real courage to attempt to try yogurt again. Or, if you have someone you really don't care for, give me some yogurt (preferably blueberry), and tell me where to aim.
Right now my life has changed from staring at the inside of our house all day to a very predictable schedule. Now it is work, doctor, sleep . . . work, doctor, sleep . . . work, doctor, sleep, etc. To help with this I have set a time limit on myself; my goal is to leave work every day by at least five o'clock. For my first week back, my goal was 5:30, but I've learned that while I don't feel the tiredness at the time, I do feel it when I hit the bed that night. My husband has been pretty nifty though and has begun cooking dinner during the week so there is dinner there and waiting for me when I get home . . . and this time he hasn't set fire to anything! (To make a long story short, he once left tortillas in the oven and forget they were there. You can probably predict what happened after about twenty minutes of tortilla-oven-cooking).
Last Thursday I had my first appointment with Dr. Stilles post-radiation. It was good and bad. First of all the good: They did not feel a need to do the scheduled CT Scan since my MRI a couple weeks before showed absolutely no tumor regrowth or brain tissue damage from the radiation treatment. Whew! That was the good news. Now the not so good news: My left ear appeared to have an infection, but it was not a normal infection. It apparently looks a lot like swimmer's ear since it is before my ear drum; but the problem is that the medication they had me take has had zero impact. That leave my special left radiation-filled ear with two options; one is that it is an odd fungal infection. The second option is that it is permanent damage as a result of the radiation being fired at the area for six weeks. I will be meeting with Dr. Stilles this Thursday again to discuss options. If nothing else, one amusing thing about this is that everyone sounds very odd in my left ear, while very normal in my right. When I woke up this morning I let my husband know that he sounded a bit like a koala (No, I have no idea what that sounds like, I was half asleep and clearly in the middle of some really weird dream). My hope is that I can figure out a way for my husband to sound like Leonardo DiCaprio. Wish me luck! ;)
I feel that probably my biggest accomplishment since my brain surgery in November is that I have managed to make it through the last three weeks of work without hitting what my husband calls "crash mode". (I have a feeling he gathered that saying from one of his destructive X Box games). I have also had my first round of chemo after my six week straight of treatment, and let me tell you . . . double the chemo dosage is certainly a new experience. Before my major food repulsion was blueberry yogurt, thanks to my double dosage, it now seems to be ALL yogurt. I had a hope that the nasty/gross/vomit/overall-eww feeling of this would pass after I finished that week of treatment, but unfortunately it has not chosen to leave. After my next six months of chemo treatment end I am going to have to create some real courage to attempt to try yogurt again. Or, if you have someone you really don't care for, give me some yogurt (preferably blueberry), and tell me where to aim.
Right now my life has changed from staring at the inside of our house all day to a very predictable schedule. Now it is work, doctor, sleep . . . work, doctor, sleep . . . work, doctor, sleep, etc. To help with this I have set a time limit on myself; my goal is to leave work every day by at least five o'clock. For my first week back, my goal was 5:30, but I've learned that while I don't feel the tiredness at the time, I do feel it when I hit the bed that night. My husband has been pretty nifty though and has begun cooking dinner during the week so there is dinner there and waiting for me when I get home . . . and this time he hasn't set fire to anything! (To make a long story short, he once left tortillas in the oven and forget they were there. You can probably predict what happened after about twenty minutes of tortilla-oven-cooking).
Last Thursday I had my first appointment with Dr. Stilles post-radiation. It was good and bad. First of all the good: They did not feel a need to do the scheduled CT Scan since my MRI a couple weeks before showed absolutely no tumor regrowth or brain tissue damage from the radiation treatment. Whew! That was the good news. Now the not so good news: My left ear appeared to have an infection, but it was not a normal infection. It apparently looks a lot like swimmer's ear since it is before my ear drum; but the problem is that the medication they had me take has had zero impact. That leave my special left radiation-filled ear with two options; one is that it is an odd fungal infection. The second option is that it is permanent damage as a result of the radiation being fired at the area for six weeks. I will be meeting with Dr. Stilles this Thursday again to discuss options. If nothing else, one amusing thing about this is that everyone sounds very odd in my left ear, while very normal in my right. When I woke up this morning I let my husband know that he sounded a bit like a koala (No, I have no idea what that sounds like, I was half asleep and clearly in the middle of some really weird dream). My hope is that I can figure out a way for my husband to sound like Leonardo DiCaprio. Wish me luck! ;)
Sunday, March 10, 2013
My New Best Friend? Anti-Itch Cream!
I've survived my first week back at work! Don't get me wrong, it wasn't like it was a walk in the park, but I'm back and and I'm back for good. With everything going on at the school it was more than a little crazy the first couple days, but with any luck there is no other place to go but up (knock on wood)!
The big news this coming week is that I am going to be starting my next round of chemo as of Monday evening. It is only going to be a week long, so in theory it shouldn't affect my body as much as my six week stint of chemo did. The big difference this time is that while I am only taking this round of chemo for a week, it will be twice as strong as my last daily dosage. Ouch. Dr. Wagner is not predicting that this will affect my immune system to any problematic level since my immune system kicked-some-behinds (in a good way) during my six weeks, all that he said could be bad is nausea. Before I was able to just take one anti-nausea pill, and it would last me all day, and my only issues would be oddball ones (ex. blueberries). I am planning on upping any anti-nausea drug up to "two a day" without an experimental "one a day" this week. I am also considering adding a new rule to my classroom of no more blueberries within my presence. ;)
This next week I also have another CT Scan on Thursday with Dr. Stilles. The only goal of this CT scan is to look at my brain and check to see that appropriate repair within my brain has taken place since my last set of radiation four weeks ago. I had a MRI a couple weeks ago that showed awesome improvement post-brain surgery, so I do not see any upcoming problems from the data that will be collected on Thursday. The only annoying thing about this is that the latest the radiology department at the hospital could make my appointment was 4:00 pm, so I'm going to have to leave school just after the kids and try not to get stuck behind a logging truck or some quirky person who doesn't believe in going over 50 mph on a
70 mph highway. My odds of avoiding those vehicles are probably a lot smaller than the odds were of me making it out of brain surgery in November 100% okay.
On another happy note, my hair is beginning to show some more growth. The only areas that are growing are still just the couple areas where I did not lose hair during radiation, but the rate of growth has certainly increased. I now have to shave my had twice a week to keep my "Mr. T" patch to a short length. Except for my Mr. T patch, I do not have any new hair coming in, but I think I might be enjoying that for now, because I am now learning how growing hair on your scalp patches itches like no tomorrow. Anti-itch cream here I come!
The big news this coming week is that I am going to be starting my next round of chemo as of Monday evening. It is only going to be a week long, so in theory it shouldn't affect my body as much as my six week stint of chemo did. The big difference this time is that while I am only taking this round of chemo for a week, it will be twice as strong as my last daily dosage. Ouch. Dr. Wagner is not predicting that this will affect my immune system to any problematic level since my immune system kicked-some-behinds (in a good way) during my six weeks, all that he said could be bad is nausea. Before I was able to just take one anti-nausea pill, and it would last me all day, and my only issues would be oddball ones (ex. blueberries). I am planning on upping any anti-nausea drug up to "two a day" without an experimental "one a day" this week. I am also considering adding a new rule to my classroom of no more blueberries within my presence. ;)
This next week I also have another CT Scan on Thursday with Dr. Stilles. The only goal of this CT scan is to look at my brain and check to see that appropriate repair within my brain has taken place since my last set of radiation four weeks ago. I had a MRI a couple weeks ago that showed awesome improvement post-brain surgery, so I do not see any upcoming problems from the data that will be collected on Thursday. The only annoying thing about this is that the latest the radiology department at the hospital could make my appointment was 4:00 pm, so I'm going to have to leave school just after the kids and try not to get stuck behind a logging truck or some quirky person who doesn't believe in going over 50 mph on a
70 mph highway. My odds of avoiding those vehicles are probably a lot smaller than the odds were of me making it out of brain surgery in November 100% okay.
On another happy note, my hair is beginning to show some more growth. The only areas that are growing are still just the couple areas where I did not lose hair during radiation, but the rate of growth has certainly increased. I now have to shave my had twice a week to keep my "Mr. T" patch to a short length. Except for my Mr. T patch, I do not have any new hair coming in, but I think I might be enjoying that for now, because I am now learning how growing hair on your scalp patches itches like no tomorrow. Anti-itch cream here I come!
Monday, February 25, 2013
RIP Steroids, You Will Not Be Missed
Today has been my "let's see how this tumor is doing" day (that is a direct quote from Dr. O). First, I had an MRI this morning at 8:00am. It was thirty minutes long, which may seem like awhile, but goes much quicker when you enjoy the view from inside the machine. There is a mirror above your head that gives you a reflective view of the parking lot out of the window, where there are plenty of cars. I've discovered that if you imagine the cars animated like in the movie Cars, time goes much faster (and it really makes you wonder about your own car does when it is left alone in the garage).
After the MRI, I traveled a couple blocks away to see Dr. O and his resulting analysis of my MRI. This was a really important MRI; the big thing that Dr. O was looking for was any visible sign of the tumor's returning presence. If it looked like my James Dean was being stubborn and was regrowing, then this whole brain tumor removal process that started in November would begin all over again, except a lot more aggressively. I am very happy to say that based on the MRI I took this morning that are no signs of tumor regrowth. YEAH! With the release of pressure inside my left lobe, my brain stem has happily returned to its normal location, my left optic nerve is no longer swollen, and the empty space in my left lobe left from the tumor removal has mostly refilled itself as the nerves on the left side relax with the increase in space. Based on what Dr. O saw, he has now taken me off of all of my steroids and says that he hopes he doesn't have to see me at all for six months when I will do another MRI. I'm pretty happy about that since according to Dr. O today he removed 7cm worth of tumor. That is big! Now I can maybe begin reclaiming my jawline since my steroids are going on permanent vacation.
On another note, my hair is growing back in a very interesting fashion. So far the only sections that are growing back are sections that never fell out in the first place during radiation. My husband had much fun marking that out on my head.
He wanted to use a permanent marker, but I put my foot down and said that I would only accept eye liner as his artistic tool. He tried to draw a smiley face as well on my scalp, but his unconscious giggling gave it away. I am happy to say that even coming off radiation/chemo, I can still run faster than he can. So far the rest of my head that Chris did not outline is staying bald. I figure I'll keep my cow-spot areas shaved short until the rest of my hair comes in. Until then I'll just keep using hats and scarves to keep it mostly covered.
Oh, and here is a random bit of coolness with scarves . . . there are hangers that are created only to hold scarves! That was a very fun find, since before this all of the scarves I was wrapping my head in were stored in a garbage bag stuck in the corner of my closet.
My next mission, to find a scarf I could wear as a head scarf on Pi Day (March 14th). Now this will be a fun hunt!
After the MRI, I traveled a couple blocks away to see Dr. O and his resulting analysis of my MRI. This was a really important MRI; the big thing that Dr. O was looking for was any visible sign of the tumor's returning presence. If it looked like my James Dean was being stubborn and was regrowing, then this whole brain tumor removal process that started in November would begin all over again, except a lot more aggressively. I am very happy to say that based on the MRI I took this morning that are no signs of tumor regrowth. YEAH! With the release of pressure inside my left lobe, my brain stem has happily returned to its normal location, my left optic nerve is no longer swollen, and the empty space in my left lobe left from the tumor removal has mostly refilled itself as the nerves on the left side relax with the increase in space. Based on what Dr. O saw, he has now taken me off of all of my steroids and says that he hopes he doesn't have to see me at all for six months when I will do another MRI. I'm pretty happy about that since according to Dr. O today he removed 7cm worth of tumor. That is big! Now I can maybe begin reclaiming my jawline since my steroids are going on permanent vacation.
On another note, my hair is growing back in a very interesting fashion. So far the only sections that are growing back are sections that never fell out in the first place during radiation. My husband had much fun marking that out on my head.
Oh, and here is a random bit of coolness with scarves . . . there are hangers that are created only to hold scarves! That was a very fun find, since before this all of the scarves I was wrapping my head in were stored in a garbage bag stuck in the corner of my closet.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Mr. T and I Might Need to Share a Hair Stylist
I'm done with radiation and this round of chemo! YEAH! Now I can hopefully begin to function like a normal human being again. The thing I am looking forward to the most? Eating! I am really looking forward to drinking water that doesn't taste like metal, and food tasting like it should. (Hopefully I'll continue my new-found likeness of meatloaf :).
The other thing that I am really looking forward to is my hair on my head returning. My radiation was strong enough that I lost hair on my whole head . . . except for this ring on the top. That section of hair is growing in nicely, but I look a bit like a balding Mr. T with my funky set of hair that never fell out, but is growing strong. I am planning on keeping any hair that is growing in as a pretty short buzz-cut until all of my hair begins to return. I would rather not look like a rocker from the 80s. However, thanks to losing the hair I did learn that I have a total of eleven moles/birthmarks on my scalp. Who knew?
Now that I am done with radiation/chemo for now, I am moving onto the next health issue brought up by my tumor . . . teeth. My mouth was already messed up, but the dentist and I could not figure out why. What was the oddity? Well, I don't just have four wisdom teeth, I have six of them. Yup, six. My mouth had plenty of space with four, so there was no plan to take them out. Two years ago, the dentist and I were a bit surprised when the x-rays were taken, and I had more wisdom teeth coming in. Apparently this is something that is not unknown to dentists, but is normally a genetic trait that runs in families. No one else in my family has had this, so it was a mystery. The presence of the tumor might of messed things up enough that it caused my extra wisdom teeth to arrive. Ugh. Those extra wisdom teeth are squishing all my other teeth together, so before I can have my wisdom teeth removed, repair has to be done on my squished teeth. Apparently the radiation directed at my head and this round of chemo did some stuff to my teeth and gums as well. So I don't have any visits to my brain/chemo/radiation doctors this next week, but I do get to have bonding time with the dentist. The dentist's advice to me when I saw him for my cleaning yesterday? "Next time make sure to come in before you have surgery or begin radiation and chemotherapy, so we can try and prevent future problems." I had to explain to him that I only had two days notice before surgery, and that they were closed those two days. The world just might be ending the first time I find a dentist that is open seven days a week.
Next thing I am looking forward to is getting off my steroid prescription. I am really hoping that when I see Dr. O and Dr. Wagner the last week in February, that they will be very happy to take me off of it. I would love to have a jawline back. Facial hair is also annoying, but I've been trying to keep it nicely groomed ;)
The last thing I am excited about being able to do again is returning to work. It is said that a teacher never goes into teaching for the money, and it is true. I am admitting that I really do miss my students and working with middle schoolers. It will feel wonderful to wake up each day knowing that I have sometime to do with my day other than wandering through the house looking for ANYTHING to do. Besides, playing with chemicals in chemistry is quite a bit more fun than playing with the chemicals used for cleaning the house.
The other thing that I am really looking forward to is my hair on my head returning. My radiation was strong enough that I lost hair on my whole head . . . except for this ring on the top. That section of hair is growing in nicely, but I look a bit like a balding Mr. T with my funky set of hair that never fell out, but is growing strong. I am planning on keeping any hair that is growing in as a pretty short buzz-cut until all of my hair begins to return. I would rather not look like a rocker from the 80s. However, thanks to losing the hair I did learn that I have a total of eleven moles/birthmarks on my scalp. Who knew?
Next thing I am looking forward to is getting off my steroid prescription. I am really hoping that when I see Dr. O and Dr. Wagner the last week in February, that they will be very happy to take me off of it. I would love to have a jawline back. Facial hair is also annoying, but I've been trying to keep it nicely groomed ;)
The last thing I am excited about being able to do again is returning to work. It is said that a teacher never goes into teaching for the money, and it is true. I am admitting that I really do miss my students and working with middle schoolers. It will feel wonderful to wake up each day knowing that I have sometime to do with my day other than wandering through the house looking for ANYTHING to do. Besides, playing with chemicals in chemistry is quite a bit more fun than playing with the chemicals used for cleaning the house.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Thursdays Can Be as Happy as Fridays
The whole point of the blog post today is to share the list of happy news that has recently occurred and been verified! Here is the list of "Happy News":
1. My younger sister (Jaclyn) and her husband (Adam) who live down in Denton, TX (just North of Dallas) are expecting their first child! Since there is still some doubt as to whether I will be able to have children after everything that has happened, this means that my husband and I are very willing to become a obnoxious and spoiling aunt and uncle. We have already decided that we will make sure to send them those annoying gifts that the child loves, but make extra noise, have multiple lights, run through batteries like no tomorrow, and have special assembly requirements. With any luck, after a couple years time when my husband and I can begin to relax after my James Dean tumor decides not to return, we can look into our own child options.
2. Tuesday next week will be my last day of radiation, and the last day of this first round of chemo! From this point onward, for at least the next six months, I'll have four weeks "off" and then a week "on" of chemo. The first week I'm back on chemo will be the second week in March, and they plan at having me at twice the dosage I've been at the last six weeks. Depending on how that week goes, my next chemo (four weeks later) will be at triple my original dosage. I think that my anti-nausea medication will become my new best friend.
3. I'll be returning back to Marion School to first the first Monday in March; March 4th! My immune system is doing a lot better than average chemo patients, so I did ask Dr. Wagner at my last appointment if I could return sooner, but after some thought he said that I could return sooner if I wished, but recommended against it since the flu is still out and about. Darn! He also did let me know that he was pretty sure that it would be okay for me to continue to teach during my future week-long chemo treatments since my immune system did so well over the six weeks of chemo. He did let me know that increased nausea might become more of a problem since it would be a higher dosage, so the second week in March was going to end up being the "experimental" week. I'll be thinking a lot of happy-tummy thoughts that week!
4. My husband considers this happy news: I now sneeze out of my nose. Apparently how I sneezed before surgery (out of my mouth) was wrong and gross in his opinion. So, I still cannot move one of my eyebrows, but can sneeze correctly . . . while rolling my eyes at my husband.
1. My younger sister (Jaclyn) and her husband (Adam) who live down in Denton, TX (just North of Dallas) are expecting their first child! Since there is still some doubt as to whether I will be able to have children after everything that has happened, this means that my husband and I are very willing to become a obnoxious and spoiling aunt and uncle. We have already decided that we will make sure to send them those annoying gifts that the child loves, but make extra noise, have multiple lights, run through batteries like no tomorrow, and have special assembly requirements. With any luck, after a couple years time when my husband and I can begin to relax after my James Dean tumor decides not to return, we can look into our own child options.
2. Tuesday next week will be my last day of radiation, and the last day of this first round of chemo! From this point onward, for at least the next six months, I'll have four weeks "off" and then a week "on" of chemo. The first week I'm back on chemo will be the second week in March, and they plan at having me at twice the dosage I've been at the last six weeks. Depending on how that week goes, my next chemo (four weeks later) will be at triple my original dosage. I think that my anti-nausea medication will become my new best friend.
3. I'll be returning back to Marion School to first the first Monday in March; March 4th! My immune system is doing a lot better than average chemo patients, so I did ask Dr. Wagner at my last appointment if I could return sooner, but after some thought he said that I could return sooner if I wished, but recommended against it since the flu is still out and about. Darn! He also did let me know that he was pretty sure that it would be okay for me to continue to teach during my future week-long chemo treatments since my immune system did so well over the six weeks of chemo. He did let me know that increased nausea might become more of a problem since it would be a higher dosage, so the second week in March was going to end up being the "experimental" week. I'll be thinking a lot of happy-tummy thoughts that week!
4. My husband considers this happy news: I now sneeze out of my nose. Apparently how I sneezed before surgery (out of my mouth) was wrong and gross in his opinion. So, I still cannot move one of my eyebrows, but can sneeze correctly . . . while rolling my eyes at my husband.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
I Don't Feel Like Glitter . . . Twilight Lies!
I learned Friday that it is possible to be a vampire. The radiation aimed at my brain makes the skin on my scalp extra sensitive, so I was warned about avoiding sunlight when I first started my radiation treatments. Somehow in the ten minute drive between our house and the radiology/oncology department at the hospital, my uncovered left ear managed to get two to three minutes of direct sunlight (the rest was under a hat). Well, to make a long story short, my radiation burn on my ear is now very unhappy. It has now hit a point of vampiric classification. Sunlight = pain/death of skin. This means that Braum Stoker was correct with his Dracula, and Stephanie Meyer was incorrect with her Edward. (Besides, anyone from Western Washington knows that everyone glows after nine months with no sun.)
When I was laying in radiation on Friday I started having an itch on my leg and let my mind wander . . . "hmm . . . that is annoying, I'm not allowed to move . . . I should wash my jeans later . . . I wonder if it is a bug bite . . . did I just get the bug bite? . . . Spider Man had a radiation-spider bug bite . . . maybe I'll turn into a Spider Woman." Anyway, after more superhero/villain thoughts while I laid there, I began compounding a list of superheroes/villains that were created with the "assistance" of radiation exposure. I could really use this radiation I am receiving to my advantage in my quest to gain superpowers.
Superheroes
- Spider Man: No one is naturally that flexible.
- Hulk: I wouldn't mind being a She-Hulk, as long as I had the strength of a body builder without looking like one
- Fantastic Four: Invisible Woman would be good, expect for the lack of clothing required
- Miss Marvel: I don't think I meet the requirement of alien exposure, and only put up with flying when it involves being in a commercial airline.
- Mr. Manhattan: He is the equivalent of a resident at a nudist colony when it comes to clothing, so not for me.
- Powerpuff Girls: They are the same age as the students I teach, I don't want to age that far backwards in time.
Villains
- Sandman: "Mr. Sandman . . . Give me a dream . . . dumdumdumdum". No more explanation is needed.
- Godzilla: Terrible breath.
- Dr. Doom: He wouldn't be too bad, the mask was awkward looking, but ruling the world would be nice.
If you have any other suggestions for my future (most likely) super villain status, feel free to let me know. Then I can begin my process of taking over the world. I am looking for minor henchmen to join me, applications must be received by the end of my radiation treatments on Friday. Who knew that paying for radiation after my tumor removal surgery would be such a good investment?
When I was laying in radiation on Friday I started having an itch on my leg and let my mind wander . . . "hmm . . . that is annoying, I'm not allowed to move . . . I should wash my jeans later . . . I wonder if it is a bug bite . . . did I just get the bug bite? . . . Spider Man had a radiation-spider bug bite . . . maybe I'll turn into a Spider Woman." Anyway, after more superhero/villain thoughts while I laid there, I began compounding a list of superheroes/villains that were created with the "assistance" of radiation exposure. I could really use this radiation I am receiving to my advantage in my quest to gain superpowers.
Superheroes
- Spider Man: No one is naturally that flexible.
- Hulk: I wouldn't mind being a She-Hulk, as long as I had the strength of a body builder without looking like one
- Fantastic Four: Invisible Woman would be good, expect for the lack of clothing required
- Miss Marvel: I don't think I meet the requirement of alien exposure, and only put up with flying when it involves being in a commercial airline.
- Mr. Manhattan: He is the equivalent of a resident at a nudist colony when it comes to clothing, so not for me.
- Powerpuff Girls: They are the same age as the students I teach, I don't want to age that far backwards in time.
Villains
- Sandman: "Mr. Sandman . . . Give me a dream . . . dumdumdumdum". No more explanation is needed.
- Godzilla: Terrible breath.
- Dr. Doom: He wouldn't be too bad, the mask was awkward looking, but ruling the world would be nice.
If you have any other suggestions for my future (most likely) super villain status, feel free to let me know. Then I can begin my process of taking over the world. I am looking for minor henchmen to join me, applications must be received by the end of my radiation treatments on Friday. Who knew that paying for radiation after my tumor removal surgery would be such a good investment?
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