Fun and games re: my cancer treatment continue. It's mostly a matter of logistics at this point. I had quite a coughing fit right after the doc drained the fluid from around my lungs on Tuesday, so he prescribed hydrocodone. Whee. Makes me feel good! Those controlled substances are miraculous when you need them. I am resting and sleeping comfortably and am only a little bit dizzy and ditzy! The fits were putting a terrible strain on my heart, and I was not really aware of that. I now realize that the onset of this cancer was more gradual than I had thought, and I was overcompensating and trying to ignore symptoms like weakness, weight loss and shortness of breath. I wonder how common this kind of denial is.
Whatever can be done for me is being done. It's really out of my hands. My primary feeling is gratitude, a strange emotion in a crusty old bird like me. Never before in my life have people been so good to me.
And to see so many of my fellow Americans fighting back against fascism is inspiring! And not just fighting back but fighting back effectively. Like many, I went into complete panic mode when Trump won the election. I thought, "Here comes Nazi Germany." Yes, Trump and his cohort are fascists, but the majority of Americans are not. And we don't give in, because fascists don't respect fair dealing but just think that's a sign of weakness. No compromises; we are out to win. We know what to do now and have the tools we need. The Tea Party showed the way. What whiners those Republicans are, as they see the very techniques they invented turned against them!
Hammering away at the Russian connection is very effective,the best thing to focus on. Trump is doing hideous amounts of damage, but he and his henchmen will not turn America into a fascist state!