For real?

So, this is the waiting time. I'm 37- I mean, just 37, within the last two weeks- and supposedly I'm about to be diagnosed with breast cancer... At least that has been what all of the doctors are saying. But, we won't know for sure until the Biopsy. I'm hoping this blog will never surface, never live, because if I find out in one week's time that I'm cancer free, no need for a cancer blog! But, if anyone other than me is reading this, well, the news didn't go so well, and I'm on a quest to fight (and have fun while doing it!)

Nothing worse than waiting, right. As I type this my dog is pacing to and fro just waiting for a slight indication I'm ready to take her for a walk. She is in torment, waiting, watching my fingers, wondering what is taking me so long. I'm not quite pacing, as no news is good news, or ignorance is bliss, but I am wondering... to say the least

But, enough about me for a minute. Yesterday, in my Freshmen English class, I had a lesson introducing the next novel we will read in class- Lord of the Flies. My question to my students- if you knew you were going to be on a deserted island for an unlimited amount of time and you could bring 10 things, what would you bring? My most colorful answers were as follows: (oh and listed on top as most needed)

1. weave (as in a black woman's weave)
2. blow up bed
3. radio (as in to listen to music, NOT as in request help)
4. bug spray
5. swimming suit
6. toilet paper
7. ziplock bags

I did get a few who mentioned a knife or a tent. At least, if I am sick, I'll have the resources I'll need. I'll be interested to see what my students will think I'll need to survive! This could be good!