tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post3248000394153719996..comments2023-10-07T03:38:50.322-07:00Comments on tumor-ey side of me: I'm dating MacGyver?Tumor Haterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00885047709798763442noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post-54763048062522045342011-04-14T12:18:55.541-07:002011-04-14T12:18:55.541-07:00"Blessed is the man who perseveres under tria..."Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love Him." (James 1:12)joah katinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12677009644816030607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post-30959327707720476992011-04-12T07:04:25.782-07:002011-04-12T07:04:25.782-07:00You are not alone; it’s so frustrating when people...You are not alone; it’s so frustrating when people don’t get it or don’t believe you. It is easy to feel so alone even though you know it’s not true. Thank you for sharing, it helps me remember I’m not alone on this NF path – maybe we can meet up sometime.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post-7029232188390676552011-04-11T19:14:57.958-07:002011-04-11T19:14:57.958-07:00We are human and we CAN have our days where we wan...We are human and we CAN have our days where we want to cry for ourselves. But it is from the rebound of these moments that we gain strength and momentum. It is healthy to cry and just let it out. I also lost my big brother to a car accident in '98 (I was 17). I also had way to many of Gods test of strength to count on my hands and feet. Its kinda like throw up my hands and yell to the heavens -Ok Ok I think I know what I am made of. My fiance does not get it at times when I turn into a "babbaling" crying mess. I am aggrivated that I am always in pain, get dizzy spells, completely uncoordinated, starting to get the bumps on my face or arms, my huge birthmark on my stomach that is a size of a foot ball. NOW, my MRI results which took me four months to get. Ironic, I got them in the middle of Bed Bath and Beyond doing our registry for our wedding. The results showed that a tumor in my brain has grown and its effecting my right leg. Then with our sick humor about the serious stuff....ahhh so he says, that explains a lot. My cute lil ungraceful clutz. What can you do but laugh. My issues with NF are progressing with each celebration of a birthday and I am finding more and more-growing tumors. You are a strong person and I look towards you for strength because I feel like what you are going through is going to be my future. Thank you for your blog... dont stop writting.Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04931877414813119608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post-26570070120859013352011-04-11T09:24:33.997-07:002011-04-11T09:24:33.997-07:00mom, the thing is...id never let you have this. ma...mom, the thing is...id never let you have this. maaaybe for a day, just so you would know. but THATS it! =) YOU are special mom. i love you.Tumor Haterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00885047709798763442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348094510831364714.post-85967791739142776172011-04-11T07:15:02.929-07:002011-04-11T07:15:02.929-07:00I love you Kelly, I wish I could make a deal with ...I love you Kelly, I wish I could make a deal with God to let me have your tumors and give you health. You know I would do it. You are so special. <br />MomTami Fudgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09627150138191811082noreply@blogger.com