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2nd First Webcam Video

A few things are obviousemente from this video: a) I am having fun with the options on my webcam b) I look less shitty tonight than I did last night c) I adjusted my volume settings so you can hear me d) The voice/visual still seem slightly off. Is it me, or is the audio ahead of the video? Pls respond. e) I miss teaching little kids who actually enjoy my desire to pantomime most words as I speak them (see below). Goodnight!

New Webcam!! And a shout-out to Piper and Ronnie and Cystic Lady!

Ain't: a random poest* per request from KR...

Ain't ain't a word that rhymes with Christmas. Ain't ain't a word that goes along. Ain't ain't a word to say for holiday jingles because Ain't ain't a word to sing in song. I ain't sure what the new year will bring me. I ain't sure what it'll bring to you. I ain't sure that this poem can fit under your tree because I ain't sure that this poem will do. see? it only SORTA works. Love, CG/MEP *purposefully misspelling.

Light One Candle

It is just after midnight on Christmas and I don't have much to say, I am so tired! But, the night before Christmas is just my favorite night of the whole year. So much excitement, magic, and love. I hope I feel just like this on the night of my transplant. More tomorrow! MERRY CHRISTMAS!

So This Is Christmas!!

So much news. My CysticFamily is here visit and so wahooo! Much fun awaits. I heard back from my surgeons and team in regards to the questions I posted. In fact, I received 4 responses, one from my surgeon, two from other physicians on the transplant team, and one from the social worker. I was very glad that they took the time to each email me back. It really put me at ease to know that they were listening to my concerns. Here are the two most informative responses: RESPONSE 1: [CysticGal], Let's see what I can answer for you. [Question: What invasive procedures are done during pre-op while I will be lucid/awake?] 1. Most of the invasive procedures are done with you asleep. [Q: I am using the recommended book, _Prepare for Surgery: Heal Faster_. I made my healing statements and will bring them. Will I have time to tell the anesthesiologist about them? Can I also bring them for the ICU nurses? 2. People will in fact respect your requests for healing statements. Bring then wi

The Upside of Being "Data"

The New York Times has a great article, which you can read by googling "new york times cystic fibrosis" (The code link that I wrote in is no longer working) , that discusses the CF patient registry and its impact on the treatment of CF. This month I wrote a poem that was sort of themed around feeling like a piece of "data" at the clinic, and it started some lively discussion on- and off-blog and twitter. This article explains the upside of all that data collecting, reviewing and discussing! More later... CG

What's Goin' O-On!

I haven't written a post in oh so many days so here I am writing this one, and it ain't even a poem! OH NOS! I will perhaps write a poem later today. It snowed here, so ... you know...lots of indoor activities abound. Not that I get out a lot anyway. So the news around here is that there ain't no news. I'm not sure why I talk with a twang in my blog and not in real life, btw. Ain't ain't a word I usually say. Anyhow.... a day in the life of CysticGal is such that I decided to start to email my surgeons because I am so worried sometimes that they forgot all about me, even though of course they cannot forget about me because UNOS is there to tell them when they find the lungs that are for me. But I have this nagging feeling, which Dr. UBird^ tells me is not uncommon, that my tx team has forgotten all about me since my tx evaluation was so rushed while I was so illlllllllll in the fall. I did not get to know them though they got to know me - though I can't reme

FOUR: Dinner-Time Discusssions

[removed by CG, but included in my new chapbook!]

What Are Your Poems About, Lady?

I've had a couple of emails over the last few days that ask me about the poems, so I thought I'd take a second to reflect on writing in general and why I write in the forms that I write in. First of all, the poems are not about you. Or you or you or you or your mother or your husband or your doctor or your blog or your email or etc. My poems are only about the very words that are in there. If I wanted to just say something outright about me or my feelings or my friendships, I certainly would just try to say it, or like every other good American, I would just pine on it for days and get a migraine. :) Poems, for me, are about all sorts of experiences and ideas and feelings and observations all mish-mashed-platoonked together and zoopled out into their form. When someone asks, "Is that poem about..." my answer is usually "um . . . maybe. I guess so, well, not really . . . I don't know." I just wrote a poem that some could read literally and think it was ab

Twitter it Up

Tweet you! This is your formal invitation to follow me, @cysticgal, on twitter! I bring this announcement to you because tonight the Tweet Cystic Fibrosis (#CysticFibrosis) community is heating up about the episode of "Mercy" on NBC. What do you think? Here is what I think... "Hopes no one watched "mercy" cuz its CF depiction was super fake, but maybe good to even have CF on tv. i am a woman of two minds. oh and also i didn't watch it, after 5 mins I was like, super stressed by it and its fake-ness. blood transfusion to treat lung infection?eh? down to 2L from 3L lung vol?What alien lungs does that kid have?" The other tweets, you can read to the right or by loggin' onto Twitter, today!!

Three: Afternoon Assessment

[removed by CG, but included in my new chapbook!]

First Snowfall of the Bloggy

Lately I've been too tired to keep up with my original back in the day goal of one post per day, so I'm going to try to remedy that by writing some darn thing on here during my nebulizers. In theory, this should provide at least 1 and 1/2 hours of bloggy time per day, though of course I won't spend the whole time writing. I'll also be visiting my bloggy community members. This week has been pretty good. I've been increasing my exercise at pulmonary rehab, which has also increased my need to nap and rest :) - it's been kickin my ass!! The past few days, I've been having some "deSATs" or oxygen desaturation- around the house, so Dr. U-Bird is going to write me a prescription for some steroids, which the tx (transplant) team okayed at our last appt. I sure do love abbreviations, or should I say abbrevs., today, 2day. It snowed here, not much but enough for it to be enjoyable. I am going to try to write ten poems on CG. I only have two so far lately. I

Two: Morning Emoticons

[This poest has been deleted but included in my chapbook, "Unto the East."]

One: Sunset Sing-Along

[I deleted this poest because it is included in my chapbook, "Unto the East." However, the very hilarious original ending is worth keeping up: love or money in the end, plus their pride on a long journey home. I win only one of those though you could guess which it is - score one for me. ***** ** I do not like the end of this poem but it's kinda funny so good enough for me to post... goodnight, and K-Poet, I hope you're happy! :) -CG**