agreed that ducks wants to tongue kiss flint? yes. ok. but your wording is a little ... misleading. for me at least.

I dont think he was there, but I think LJ mentioned rimming and Flint in the same sentence, which is different to the type of tonguing I was referring too...but I think I know which one Flint would prefer....

everybody's got a boner for Flinty i see that.

I'm. Too sexy for teh Cellar. Too sexy for teh Cellar.

Well, I have tongue-kissed Flint and I can tell you that you gals are missing out.

Avastin

RRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrr! it'll make ye bloody well talk like a pirate!

but won't cost ye a galleon full o' dubloons!

How many days of hospitalization is that equivalent to?

Rough comparison: C-section = 4 days of non-intensive hospitalization and a couple of routine procedures for two people = total of about $8,000.

So they might pay for it if they thought it would save you two weeks in the hospital per shot?

Or maybe not, as it's in conjunction with chemo. The drug company will probably lower the price if the results of the trials justify mass production.

Avastin is a drug that keeps blood vessels from growing, it starves the tumor so to speak. if a cancer cell broke off from the mass and went to my liver and tried to set up house there, the avastin would make sure that it couldn't truck any blood in and voila--the tumor dies. The shot is adjunct therapy to the chemo. They wouldn't put me in the hospital for it; i would just get that extra shot along with the chemo. The trial is to see how well a more aggressive approach is tolerated---they are basically using a stage IV protocol on stage 1,2, and 3 tumors.

As I'm new to Medicare, will they pay for my next Tetanus shot?

I don't if they'll pay for it or not...

For some reason, the title of this tread reminded me of this poem (which I thought was titled "The Cost of a Kiss."

Wayman in Love
By Tom Wayman


At last Wayman gets the girl into bed.
He is locked in one of those embraces
so passionate his left arm is asleep
when suddenly he is bumped in the back.
"Excuse me," a voice mutters, thick with German.
Wayman and the girl sit up astounded
As a furry gentleman in boots and a frock coat
Climbs in under the covers.

"My name is Doktor Marx," the intruder announces
settling his neck comfortably on the pillow.
"I am here to consider for you the cost of a kiss."
He pulls out a notepad. "Let us see now,
we have the price of the mattress, the room must be rented,
your time off work, groceries for two,
medical fees in case of accidents."

"Look," Wayman says, "couldn't we do this later?"
The philosopher sighs, and continues: "You are affected too, Miss.
If you are not working, you are going to resent
your dependent position. This will influence
I assure you, your most intimate moments."

"Doctor, please," Wayman says. "All we want is to be left alone."
But another beard, more nattily dressed, is also getting into the bed.
There is a shifting and heaving of bodies
as everyone wriggles out room for themselves.
"I want you to meet a friend from Vienna," Marx says. "This is Doktor Freud."

The newcomer straightens his glasses, peers at Wayman and the girl.
"I can see," he begins,"that you two have problems?"

Port is in. It seems that my subclavian vein is NOT where subclavian veins usually are---and I was stuck all over, rivulets of blood running down my neck and shoulders and, despite having one of those stupid fluffy blue hats on my head, blood all thru my hair! Yick! A forty min procedure turned into a two and a half hour one BUT! They finally got it in there, all sewn into place. My right clavicle, shoulder and breast are at once green, purple, blue, black, yellow and pomegrante-colored. They had a pressure bandage on it but I took it off this morning as was driving me crazy as wouldn't stay stuck on. Because of the difficulty, they had to intubate me (as opposed to twilight sleep) and they said, "It took a hell of a lot of medicine to get her to sleep,"---my receptors are all shot to hell. My own fault.

But the thing is in, the scarves are ordered, and I start taking poison Monday morning!!

Thank you, my virtual pals, for cheering me on. You are a wonderful autonomous collective! ;)

Multi-colored Women from Mars. Could be a good movie.