Blatherings from the Bilge

My last update mentioned that I would be receiving the results of my followup imaging on Monday and I wanted to start by apologizing for the delay, in being slow to provide the results. In this season of gratitude and thanks it is hard for me to type or speak the depths of feelings behind what has proven to be the first good news that I have received from medical personnel in probably over a year. In a visit where we were pretty certain to be recieving bad news just in case, and one of my dearest friends flew in from Norway at least partly to be there 'just in case', it was a bit of a relief when the doctor showed up with a smile.

It took a while to get through the medical terminology and phrasing but the oncologist is good and parsing downwards and wordsmithing. The final word was this... of all the spots which we know to currently be effected by the cancer, all are showing improvement and the cancer has degreed between 25 and 50% by diameter on the imaging. When you consider that 3D volume and area though it is even better. This is fabulous news indeed as it proves that the chemo regime I am currently on is proving effective.

There was much gulping of oxygen and deep sighs and relief and no small amount of tears I assure you.

The doctor did, however, go on to say that I can likely only tolerate a few more cycles of my 'hard' chemo. It has a high halflife expectancy in the human body and therefore there is a maximum volume they can realistically utilize. After that, I will likely continue on the 'soft' chemo which doesn't have the same problem and he may put me onto a secondary treatment as well. This will all be debated as we move forward and see how the hard chemo continues to effect me, to see how vicious of a hit my cellcounts continue to suffer and more.

But, in this season of thanks I wished to thank you, one and all, for the positive thoughts, the hopes, the prayers, the understanding and the patience that you have offered in these ever so chaotic days.

Blatherings from the Bilge

In the half light of the guildhall, a small contingent of forces make their way in from the entranceway, clearing each room and passageway carefully. As each member of the guild is encountered, fully half of the ranks of the assault force conjure sleep spells to reinforce the drugs that had stealthily been added into the alcohol stores of the the guild.

Once the facility is cleared, a second force appears, this group attired in robes bearing mystical, religious sigils and slogans.  Together they lug a small, weakly squirming bundle which they deposit momentarily in the one partially cleared chair in the place, the tattered throne of the guildleader.

Struggling out of the confines of a reinforced gunnysack, a pale green head emerges, then arms, then a torso, before the form just collapses into the cushioning of the chair for a moment to gather his strength again.

Stepping from the crowd of assembled forces, an intimidatingly large man makes his way to Ghettoforce to dab up the drool from his chin.  Slipping a small green tablet into GBoss' maw, the man steps back and waits for the demonic leader to regain consciousness.

The figure's loud voice echoes forth, "Behold, I am the High Seer Alone-Again, come to show you once more your disease riddled vermin of a guildie.  As you can see, he still lives"

At this, the green mass struggles and opens its weary eyes to find the Bossguy.  Weak nods seem to agree with the figure's words before the Seer continues.

"Just today a large number of my Healing staff's Seers have spent hours looking over, about and deeply within your scabrous, demented and plagued member.  Their cleansings are now well into their fourth hour and are expected to continue through the night until they stop repeatedly muttering 'ew! ick! make it stop!'.  Once they have completed their personal ablutions, they shall commence meeting to discuss what they have witnessed.  This process shall be a lengthy one and yet is important in our struggles against the demonic forces besetting this... Alyxyn.  We hope to have word on the progress of our struggles for his body and spirit sometime within the next two weeks."

At this all the members of the forces having brought Alyxyn into the fold, bellow forth in one language or another "So Say We All"

And then vanish as if they had been mist in the morning.

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From the player:

I know it isn't up to my historical writing standards but I had to give it a try at least.  Just trying shows I am holding my own a bit, I hope.

Today was filled with CT scans and MRI recordings, with and without contrasts.  This should, hopefully, give us an idea of how my body and my cancerous parasite are responding to the chemotherapy I am enduring.  And enduring is about the best way I can describe it.

This week my chemotherapy received a 'nope' because my blood counts were too low and by 'too low' I mean the doctor almost performed a transfusion to get my white and red cell counts up to higher levels.  This is the first time this has happened but.. if the chemo is to continue, I may expect it again in the future.  The current type of chemo that I am enduring results in the cell production dropping drastically which causes the cell counts to bottom out very low before the body compensates and recuperates.  However, when the cell counts drop, immunity is rather heavily compromised and it is terribly easy to get exhausted, as if severely anemic. 

In the United States, despite the havoc of the recent elections, and Christmas seeming to have won the eternal struggle of holidays against Thanksgiving, we ARE entering the season for remembering everything we are thankful for. 

I am thankful to have this opportunity to thank you all for offering such waves of fair thoughts, good hopes and positive emotions.  I am thankful that here, despite difference senses of humor, we can come together to share thoughts and more ... together.

Alyxyn/Robert

ScumFlash: Scum iz the Bestest of the World!!! (Duh!)

Scum is the best of the whole damn world. But we already knew that ofcourse. We have been #1 on the Guild Hall of Fame for like as long as I can remember. Ok, I admit, my memory sucks monkeyballs. That is why I keep making these posts, so I can reread them later so I remember. Anyway, I think we will stay there for a while longer. At least, if you all keep checking in ofcourse.

But wait... there is more... Remember our cuddly Qball? You know... that round ball of meat that just keeps growing and growing and growing...? Well, he is not only the biggest thing in living memory on this world, being the first to beat all personal portals, but he has also been leading the #1 spot in Heroes Hall of Fame for a very long time indeed. And seeing he just cant say no, to a big bowl of The Good Wife's cooking. I'm pretty sure he will stay on top of that pile of maggots untill the end of times when he turns into a black hole (wich might be soon if he keeps growing as fast as he does...)

Is that all, you aks? Well ofcourse not. The Fortress Hall of Fame is dominated by Scum too. Seems like Grog69 (or Naughty Frog as i like to call him, if he is not listening) not only has performed the most scummy raids, but also the most upgrades. Although it seems like Vult is closing in there. Keep fighting the scummy fight Grog I guess you need some more soldiers :)

And finally... (finally, becasue we only have 4 Halls of Fame in this game... seems its about time we get more). Anyway, and Finally Pets Hall of Fame. Our newest ranking. It has been very hectic at the top, with lots of changes daily. But after the dust settled a bit, it starts to become clear that we have a new contender. Veriz, our own Scumpet, has taken the number 1 spot. And seeing she has two more rare pets than the rest of the field, it is safe to bet that she will stay there for as long as she keeps feeding her pets, and doestn't get screwed by the devs of RNG

There you have it. We need a new Hall of Fame to conquer.