About My Blog.

Welcome! This is "Catatonic Digressions."
Most, if not all readers don't understand my blog's title. It's an old inside joke from a forum long gone. I was going to change it, but since it's been "confusing" for so long, I decided to leave it. Don't worry about what it means, the content of the blog is what is important.

Unfortunately, my blog isn't what I set out for it to be. A disturbed and manic online stalker and cyberbully has made it impossible for me to post about family, my son, life in my part of New York...so I stopped (for the most part), and I mostly reblog and repost what I feel is important, necessary or close to my heart. As for the stalking sociopath, she can go to hell for harassing me and my family since mid-2008. You can't scare me offline with a few lame threats and dozens of pages of defamation, abuse, depravity and libel. I'm bitchy like that. ;)
(Anyone who knows me knows I'm not actually a bitch, but let's allow this psychopath to think I'm a bitch to her blackened heart's content—it seems to make her feel she has some sort of control over me…and it does not.)

If you read a story and you feel moved in any way, comment. Comments are more than welcome.

Unlike those online who lie and hide behind fake photos and insanely fabricated stories, I'm a real person. I'm real and I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. After years of putting up with online abuse by manipulative, pathological liars, attention whores or narcissists, I've had it. Don't bother me with pathetic drama. I have no time for these types of people and their need to absorb others' time and attention.

Feel free to email me if you have a story or cause you would like shared, especially if it pertains to animal rights, liberation, veganism, animal welfare, health and well-being, geekery, Macs and computer dorkiness, music, lowbrow art, kitchy stuff, skateboards, the beach, swimming, diving, NYC, beading (it's my hobby), recipes (love to cook, especially if I made the recipe up myself!), VEGAN!, ALF, Sea Shepherd, Action for Animals, NIO, 269Life and/or anything you think I might enjoy or others might—you never know. It doesn't always have to be serious. Hilarious stories, local NY, funny videos or photos, photobombs (especially if they contain pets!)...I might be partially censored, but I'm not closed down!

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For the Oceans,

Monday, December 15, 2008

A PostSecret Tearjerker.

I logged onto Post Secret, not expecting this postcard.

My father has lung cancer, stage 4. It spread to his brain, and now to his liver and hip. The brain tumor has been shrunk to almost a non-existent spec, but the lung tumor is fighting the treatments. The cancer in the liver and hip was just found, so treatment on both has just begun. If he didn't have the treatments, he'd still be functioning fine. He was built, strong and very active until the cancer gave that subtle hint that sent him to the doctor. He'd been swimming laps and noticed a numbness in his arm this summer, and that is how it was discovered. Had his arm not felt tingly and numb in areas, the cancer would not have been found until it engulfed his entire body. Cancer, an evil disease.

My son can't wait for his grandpa to come home this evening. He's been in the hospital all week. The new chemo had a side effect that made his fall, so they had to keep him for observation and tests. This not only distressed us, the adults, but made my son very agitated.

I have a friend who lost her father over the Christmas holiday in 2006, when my son was born. He has lung cancer. I'm relieved that my father will be here for the holidays, and for my son's birthday. I cannot imagine losing a loved one on a special day, or having a special day or event marked by a tragedy. My sister's birthday was a reminder of Sept. 11th for a long time.

I'm glad my Dad is coming home, and will be able to spend the holidays with his family, and know he's loved.

-----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, December 14, 2008 2:59 AM
Subject: Brain Cancer

My mother has brain cancer. She was diagnosed during the holiday season last year. They told her she probably had two months to live. My mother is sitting in the room next to me, and will be here for the holidays this year.

I don't believe in god, but I am praying for a miracle for your father. My mom got one.

PostSecret Community


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