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"Are you watching Beaches? Big mistake."

There is a little battle being waged inside my body. ANAs fighting platelets in much the same way Republicans attack civil liberties - without realizing we’re on the same side. In the midst of literal bloodshed, I’ve come to realize the sheer importance of family and friends.

If you’re like my sister, you’re thinking, “Look at this morose motherf*cker here.” (We likes the Kevin Smith movies.)

Loved ones have always weighed more than culture and diversity, which is why my husband and I are in Tampa rather than Boston. Well, they mean even more now. It’s like I’m backed by a really great team which makes getting probed and waiting for results a whole lot easier.

Stoli helps, too. But that’s another posting.

(Cue up the violins.)

I’d like to thank everyone who has emailed, commented, called, and otherwise communicated support. I’ve thanked you personally and feel fortunate to have wonderful people on my side. Like my friend Jenn says, "It's done. Let's not speak of it again."

Some are afraid/busy/trapped under large rocks and can’t communicate until rescued, but are sending mad positive thoughts. They’re pretty much dead to me. Thoughts are nice, but it’s the gift that counts and in this case, the gift is knowing you’re with me.

Keep sending those positive thoughts anyway. What the hell, right?

To those who are hoping for one less liberal in the world, keep dreaming. This left-leaning scorcher isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

Inspiration for how to handle health care issues is closer than I thought. Jamie, first-cousin extraordinaire, was recently diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. The same cousin who used to play Dyna Girl to my Electra Woman, who traveled all over the world and is now kicking ass and taking names designing clothes in New York, is also facing the biggest challenge of her life.

Sorta makes ITP or Lupus or whatever I’ve got look like a common cold.

Jamie has responded with the kind of determination and, most importantly, optimism that would make our Nana proud.

If you can spare a few bucks, reward this woman for not sitting home and wallowing in self-pity. She’s riding a bike around New York next weekend for a cure to this disease that has come into her life and the lives of those who love her. We need your help so give whatever you can.

I do believe, ultimately, the only way we’re going to make it is together. As a team. So thanks for making me feel like I have a winning one.