Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts

Dec 17, 2008

Astrology: Moon Sign, Scorpio


Almost everybody knows their astrological sign. But that is the "sun sign", not the "moon sign". My moon sign is "Scorpio". Now I'm supposed to learn more about Scorpio's characteristics.

I didn't realize that in Astrology, a "moon sign" is important. For example, I am the sun sign Cancer, but my moon sign, Scorpio, represents my emotional and inner self. I am told that many people feel their moon sign energy even more than with their sun sign. (but I'm still not sure what that means, exactly).

So I have learned that Scorpio is a water sign. Water signs are considered feminine, passive, reactive, receptive, introverted, and enduring. Scorpios, like Cancers, prefer to "wait and see what happens" before making any moves. So I guess I am kind of a "reluctant" sort of decision-maker.

Scorpio: MOON Your actions are strongly motivated by your feelings and you are most adept at hiding your true feelings. You possess great willpower and good judgments. You never forget a good or bad deed. This moon position is one of the more difficult ones having more obstacles to face and conquer than others. A Scorpio Moon would tend to be aggressive and dominating, as well as being, willful and stubborn. They have strong beliefs which are expressed passionately. This placement indicates a secretive and extremely independent nature. Intuitive and psychic abilities may be heightened. Jealousy and distrust of others may be evident. It isn't easy for them to share their feelings, it means they would have to be vulnerable. Scorpio Moons are mysterious

Dec 28, 2007

Breast Biopsy - Cancer Schmiopsy!

I admit I have the biggest boobs in the world. Cup size H. (and no, I am not 500 pounds)....close, but not there yet. Well I get the wonderful tit squishing machine they call a mammogram, and they find a "spot". What's a "Spot"? "We don't know." "You have to have a breast biopsy to see if it's cancer". oh. how nice. oh.

So....under general anesthetic I later wake up with a giant black/blue/purple area on my breast that would be substituted for the artificial turf on the football field. I mean, BIG. Huge and scarey looking.

To make matters worse, the regular stitches the doctor put in failed, and blood started flowing out so I had to be hospitalized, and re-stitched with industrial-strength thread.

It is now one week later. I do not have cancer, thank G. But my breast is all colors of the rainbow and a two inch band of black stitches is poking out. Must have been some lump, huh? Maybe I should frame the lump and hang it over the pig's barn door saying "Some Lump" and make some money off of it. Who knows? (to those of you who do not recognize my obscure reference to the book and movie "Charlotte's Web", the spider wrote "some pig" in her web and suddenly people started seeing the plain old pig as "something".)