Chemo number 10 and two to go. two week break then on with the show.
I made a silly rap today while being entertained at chemo and it goes a lil something like thiss..
Having fun on Chemo!
i'm on the dexamethasone
i'm not alone
i'm prone to infection
all on my own.
but whites are hanging tight.
I'm at a 6 so my badasss self is ready to fight.
I like the bedadryl
makes me feel for real for real, and groovy fine,
evertime that shit hits my IV line.
I get stupid, crazy, words come out hazy.
I make shit up cause my brain gets lazy.
so I drop down and make a rap song!
To pass the time along
and laugh my ass of till its all gone, BOY!

Good Morning Fuk Face! AKA breast Cancer.

Well good morning Fuk Face! How did you sleep? Were you  able to divide, multiply and creep? I didn't think so, you sneaky fuking bitch! Now back your bags and dive into the ditch.
I have been resting Fuk Face, for my ninjas to attack, I read my whites need protein and rest to fight back.
That's what I'm doing and imagining your destruction, oh did I mention tomorrow is cancer class? Bang goes your construction!
Where you came from no one knows, this all sucks and you fucked up my groove, but I will get you back this I will prove.
I'm pissed off Fuk Face, you  have me sitting around I got shit to do and people to be around.
Your not a champion anymore in 2013,
science has found you out and a way to wipe you clean.
I can and will still do as I do, If I'm sick from chemo I know you are too!
I have been lucky so far and blessed by many,
God is on my side and your chance there isn't any.
I have people Fuk Face, I have my body, mind and spirit!
I scream at you in my soul and I know you can hear it.
So just raise your white flag, pack your shit and take the next white blood cell on out,
they may be low but still kicking you about.
I will win! I will survive!
I am wonder woman well and alive!

Fuk you breast cancer!

Fuck you breast cancer! How dare you invade my space! Your a sneaky son-of-a-bitch, but i caught you in your place.
Now sit in time out breast cancer, we have named you fuck face,
Herceptin the super HER2+ hero will kick your ass into outer space.
You fucked up lefty, now she's all sad, i gotta get rid of her
and righty is mad.
 I know it's not her fault but damn she could have fought back.
I guess beast cancer is no challenge for the ninja cells that were under attack.
In rolls the chemo with their blasting guns.
Zapping the shit out of HER2+ invaers until they are done.
2 chemos down and 10 to go.
How quick from the diagnosis and then to the show.
March 5th "you have breast cancer", the 7th and 8th all scans.
March 11th comes the port and the 12th in rolls the chemo cans.
No messin around "fuck face" your time is not long, I will kick your fucking asssssssss! and say
"alll gone".

I'm so very lucky!!!!

I'm so very lucky to have married my love from 10th grade. We may have went our separate ways but the Lord always had a funny way of pushing us back together. I just want to thank you for making dinners for Me and Mae. I suck at cooking, i'll say it! you take your time and make sure we have what we need and your thoughtfulness shines through. You recognize how hard it is sometimes to be a mom, wife, nurse, veternarian, daisy leader, CCD'er, psychologist, trash woman, poop scooper, breaker of all things you have to fix, and so much more. I just want to say how much we love you everyday and are blessed with your soul! I love you chris! Maker of Madeline Mae Cooper!.....

They didn't find the wrong.

Accused that you were,
 tried yes they did
found guilty no you weren't.
 District Attorney dismissed the case,
 laughed in the face
 of those who brought the notion, his innosense was hid.
They didn't have the evidence because there was none to share.
All because  the crackins second baby daddy, she did not want him there.
Take a daddy away from one child, take a daddy away from two,
No big deal to take their fathers away when another man came through.

Brain wash the child into thinking the worst of its life,
a nightmare that never happened.
Throwing around religous bandaids sealing what was imagined.

He couldn't fight the crackin for the rights to the child she wanted taken away,
the demon was hell bound and determined that she punish their earthly stay.

Obviously there was no guilty verdict or else he'd be taken away,
the cost of his rights was to much money to pay.
He was given an ultimatum and it goes something like this," either pay up your money or give her a goodbye kiss."

People all over gave him money but still it was not enough,
he couldn't fight the financial game to win his love, so tough.

His tears were endless streams of sorrow, sobbing pain.
The day he signed the ink to the paper he never was again.
He lost his soul, a knife pierced his heart,
his center of his world ripped up, ripped apart.

He always tried to make sense of such a senseless way,
he moved on with his life but never was the same.

Those who know him know him well and have known him quite long,
they know that what was said that happened did not because they didn't find a wrong.

My best friend Chris Cooper

To My Best Friend Chris Cooper,

You did not miss out, you were spared the dysfunction that would have tormented you a life time. God gave you another chance and blessed you on your birthday with our daughter who is thriving, happy and amazing. The lord blessed the three of us with each other. I know you tried your best to mend your heart and I know you will always have a heaviness. We overcame darkness by putting our faith in the hands of God. Noone is to judge you except the Lord himself and until then, remain as you are and as you always were. You were my friend at 15 and now my husband years later. A strong bond we have and a beautiful family we have created. You and I have always been togther even when we were apart. I love you always Chris Cooper the best man, father, husband and friend. You are my rock as we are yours. Love you always. Nadine.