Thursday, September 7, 2006

Words fail

I know I'm not the only one who's done this in the past few days:

I was wondering what's up with Liz and the lymphoma, and has her painter dude decided whether to phone or get out of the booth, and how's her garden, and what's she got to say about the world today? So I click on the Granny Gets a Vibrator link and freak out totally because it goes to some page full of dumbass sex toy links and I figure that she's gotten blogjacked or exceeded her bandwidth or gotten sick of advice (and/or scolding) from well-meaning fans & yanked her blog offline, or maybe she just needs to be quiet for a while.

I figured I'd worry about it later, when I had more time. I figured news of her would surface somewhere, maybe in somebody's comments or somewhere. Plus, I mean, I don't even know the woman, not in person. I have a few other things to worry about right here; I can't worry about everybody, although I do make an effort some days. And it's not like she's the only uninsured person in the world with a serious illness.

Or even in Deep Inferno, for that matter.

Is that really the name of a town or did she make that up? I think she made it up.

All the same, I was wishing I had written down her email address somewhere just in case I ever thought of anything useful to say to her. She's my total shero, not only for her fabulously skewed take on the world and her great writing but also her compulsive haircutting disorder (my admiration of which has led me so far astray) and her weightlifting.

Anyway, Twisty had a similar experience trying to get to the GGAV site, and she commented on it here, whereupon Sara & Joanna left links to this post on Liz's son Finn's blog: Finnegan's Wake-up Call (which I think is a great blog name), at which you can leave comments for Liz if you're so inclined. There's a paypal link on the sidebar and I'd like to encourage youall to send the gal some money. She's got no health insurance.

And did I mention the fucking lymphoma? That shit ain't cheap.

While you're there, I also encourage you to read young Finnegan's entire blog. The kid's clearly a chip off the old block, and enormously smart.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think she made up the name "Deep Inferno," too. I'd love to know the real name, of course.

I missed the whole public boyfriend fight. One day she'd gotten her results back, then I went away to live my own life, and then the next time I popped by the vibrator site came up. I thought she'd been hacked.

I'm kind of glad I missed it. I'm sure I'd have been tempted to throw in my five cents, 'cause I just don't have good STFU skills -- have to be told way too often. But I do hope she's handling stuff and making progress on her own health, and I hope she has good support on hand to help her.

belledame222 said...

Oh, fuck, oh no, oh shit. this is not what i want to hear at all.

Anonymous said...

Thanks to you and Twisty for bringing this up or I would never have found out about the "shoe fund."

Fucking cancer. Fuck.

Lingual X said...

Hey there,

I wanted to let you know that I featured this post in the 23rd edition of Carnival of Feminists. I know everyone has been wondering where Liz was. Thank you for posting the update and this powerful tribute. You can read the Carnival here at Lingual Tremors. (http://www.fervidus.typepad.com)

Lingual X