Renton,
I just want to say, good luck, we’re all counting on you (in my best Leslie Nielsen voice).
Here’s a sexy nurse pic to speed your journey back to full health.
DB
not.cool.
praying for you big guy.
Kick ass man, you are a head of a lot of poeple, like you said your fit and strong and your already eating like a body builder… forcing food down is a great skill when your having chemotherapy. no doubts you can beat it.
I’ll pray for you, Renton.
Wow, really sorry to hear this.
You’ll beat it like a champ.
Best of luck man, you’re one of the first people i got to know on this site. Hope you come out with a full recovery.
Not much I can say considering what’s already been said by some (unfortunately) experienced people.
Just “get your mind right” and punch, kick, claw, and gouge that motherfucker. Beat its fucking ass and then stomp the living shit out of it. How DARE it fuck with you.
We’re all praying for you and every little triumph for you will be a triumph for us.
Kick. It. In. Its. Fuck. Ing. Teeth.
Wishing you the very best, Mate!!
It’s fortunate to catch cancer in early stages. You have a winning attitude and I have no doubt you will win this war. My prayers are with you.
Hang in there, Rent. My thoughts are with you.
When you get this sort of news just remember it could be worse and that you’ve still got your penis and both of your testicles.
That’s pretty sweet in my book!
Anyway, the strong survive so you’ve got nothing to worry about.
Cheers,
Spry.
Heh - Turning into a great thread for me. Thank you all for the well wishes and LOL’s -
I’ve read some stuff here and had more emailed and PM’d me - The tales of other peoples hardships with this and their overcoming it have boosted further my mindset. Thank you all.
Anyhow, back to the fun…
A doctor calls a patient to report on a bone scan and biopsy. The patient is out so the doctor leaves a message to call. As usual, no medical details are left.
After a day of telephone tag, the doctor and the patient finally get together on the phone.
Says the doctor in a matter of fact voice, “I have good news and bad news. Which will you have first?”
“The good news.”
“OK. The reports say that your cancer has metastasized all over and that you have 48 hours to live.”
“You call that good news? It must be the bad news. What could possibly be worse?”
“Well, the bad news is that I tried to call you yesterday.”
An eldery man walks into his doctor’s office. The doctor tells him he’d better sit down, as he has not one, but two pieces of bad news for him.
“Firstly” he starts, “I’m afraid you have cancer”.
The old man blinks taking it in. He slowly looks up and asks what the 2nd piece of bad news is.
“I’m afraid you also have Alzheimer’s”…
After a few moments the eldery man replies “Well, at least I don’t have cancer”.
S
Two cows were grazing in a field and one cow says to the other cow, “So what do you think about that mad cow disease? Are you worried?”
The other cow looks over and say, “What do I care I’m a helicopter.”
Kill that fly with your sledgehammer Renton!
Alright since we are making doctorjokes:
A hot blonde woman walks in the doctors cabinet.
The doctor suspects the fever and needs to take her temperature.
So he instructs her to undress and bend over and explains that he basicly is going to stick the thermometer in her pooper.
But then she says: O doctor O doctor, that’s not my pooper!
On which the MD replies: Yeah, but I ain’t my thermometer either!
Good luck my friend, cancer can fuck its self to hell.
Just some thoughts and pics for you Renton
more thoughts
Just a quick update:
I woke up this morning to find that I have been booked in to the Royal Liverpool Hospital on Friday for a biopsy and various other probes. Hopefully none of them anal… Then again…
Huge thanks to everyone for all the support. I’ll not name names - there are too many people here got my back to be listing them all. You know who you are.
I’ve now officially adopted Alwyn Cosgrove’s motto.
FUCK CANCER.
Bring on everything you’ve got you fucking little shit because it’s nothing - and I really mean nothing, compared to what I’ve got in store for you.
[quote]OctoberGirl wrote:
Two cows were grazing in a field and one cow says to the other cow, “So what do you think about that mad cow disease? Are you worried?”
The other cow looks over and say, “What do I care I’m a helicopter.”
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That was fucking funny.
[quote]Renton wrote:
Just a quick update:
I woke up this morning to find that I have been booked in to the Royal Liverpool Hospital on Friday for a biopsy and various other probes. Hopefully none of them anal… Then again…
Huge thanks to everyone for all the support. I’ll not name names - there are too many people here got my back to be listing them all. You know who you are.
I’ve now officially adopted Alwyn Cosgrove’s motto.
FUCK CANCER.
Bring on everything you’ve got you fucking little shit because it’s nothing - and I really mean nothing, compared to what I’ve got in store for you.[/quote]
YEAH, BABY!! You are so the man, Ren, and you know I adore you. I almost pity cancer because of the punishment its going to take. I’m still sending my prayers out to you every day, pounding away. Good luck tomorrow, & please keep us up to date.
FUCK CANCER.
kisses,
Parker
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