Why do you treat your 7 year old daughter with drugs for prostate cancer?

I have had lots of strange questions in my life. This is one of the strangest....
-Why do you treat your 7 year old daughter with drugs for prostate cancer?
A pharmacist asked me when I was getting my daughters prescription. Indeed it is very strange.
Why do I do that?
Well, this is the drug to beat early puberty. My daughter had just turned 7 years old when we noticed that something was not right. She grew one centimetre per month and her behaviour was unstable among other things. The doctor took some books from her shelf to read and she sent us to x-ray my daughters hand. It turns out that her skeletal was 9 years old and not 7 years old. So, we had to start with injections every third week with very expensive hormones. The hormones for prostate cancer...anyway after beginning with the hormones I had a new daughter. Much calmer and happier again. Being in puberty is very unusual at 7 years of age. I wonder why it starts so early?
It is that strange thing again the statistics strike back again in my life....thankfully it wasn´t anything life threatening.

Boring boring zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

A lot of my strange stories happen on my trips using different public transports. Also thus story happens on the bus. One evening returning from work I see a familiar face on the bus home. It is a mum of one of my daughter´s former classmate. So, I sit down beside her and I start talking about different issues. She says yes, no, yes, no but nothing more than that. So, after a while I thought to myself: Boy she is boring! So I stopped talking just to see if she would say anything...the grasshoppers played the tune...you know as on telly...she said nothing. So, I folded out my newspaper and started to read it. She looked surprised and when she was at her stop she said bye. I will never ever say hello or bye to her again...If she had a personal problem and she did not want to talk then she should have told me saying I do not feel well or I have a personal issue and I am not in the mood or something. Not just sitting like a statue....       

94 years old and still kicking ass

I was standing in a long queue to the bus and everyone were slowly entering the bus. Suddenly a tiny elderly lady walked passed everyone in full speed and squeezed herself into the bus before everyone in the queue. I got upset. This is not correct behaviour. So when it was my turn to enter the bus I walked up to her and told her that this is not correct behaviour. She said something about being old. Well that does not excuse her behaviour. I gave her also my evil eye. As "luck" would have it we leaving the bus at the same bus stop. She brought out an id card and showed me that she was 94 years old and from Russia. Still she could have entered using the queue and asked someone to give her their seat or wait for the next bus as they leave with 10 minutes intervals. It is not like she is working or getting kids from the day care centre. She had no disability and was really fit except her age then....still kicking ass but I kicked hers a little bit.    

Dad´s sleeping again...

Family weekend and we were going to an old castle theatre from 1766 with the old décor left and all the machines who makes the sound for thunder and so on. It is a unique experience. So, it was an operetta (light opera) with singing and talking in Italian. No one of us understood a thing. Sometimes two people laughed but that was it. My father fell a sleep and snored among this mainly upper class crowd. We were bored to death so we left after the first acted and drove home. Well, at least it was a one in a lifetime experience but let us leave it at that.



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Do not fall asleep...it could turn ugly...

My father attended a speech/seminar and sat down in the front row. The speaker started blah blah blah and my father found it tiresome and boring so he actually fell a sleep. When he woke up he had been drooling and maybe snoring and the speaker looked angrily at him....Ouch!

   

What is in my food!?

Yesterday we bought salads and as always I found something that should not be there...a hair stray just on top of it. Why always me? Why not the others? Why can't it be a pearl? A ring? Gold? No, it has to be animals, bones, cigarette butts, plastic and hair!!! I have even lost half a tooth due to things not supposed to be there.

Interrogation of the first degree

A colleague and I were sitting just beside two men in a crowded lunch restaurant. One man was looking almost like a thin teenager but he was probably around 23 years old and his colleague or friend was a real man. Beard, long hair and very manly so they were an odd "couple". The bearded man he interrogated the younger man about his wife who had just given birth to a child. If she had some hormone problems like depressions and so on. Suddenly he asked if the younger man had sex yet. I just stopped chewing and thought to myself..Really!? that is no ones business. If you sit as close as the people in this photo that is not a subject you discuss. So out of place! Really awkward! I just tried to close my ears and concentrate on what my colleague was saying..... 

Mr Falk is looking for you

Many years ago I lived at my parents home together with my husband and daughter. My husband got a phone call but he was not at home so my father answered the phone call. It was a security company who my husband worked with and they wanted to speak to him. When my husband came home my dizzy father said: Someone phoned you. It was a Mr Falk. My husband wondered if Mr Falk had left a phone number...but my father replied No. We wondered who this mysterious Mr Falk was as it for sure was not Mr "Columbo". In the end the security company Falck told my husband that they had looked for him and then everything fell into place. Really dizzy father-in-law!

A secret affair revealed

One time in my life I felt like a spy. There was this really good looking woman working in my department and one day she wanted to tell me a secret at work. So, she told me to meet her at the ladies. So I entered the ladies and she told me to go onto one of the toilets and she want into the next one. These toilets at work had not dividers all the way to the floor and all the way to the ceiling. So, she pushed some photos of her and her secret boyfriend under the divider into "my toilet". In the meantime we were listening so no other colleague entered the room. She told me from the other side of the wall that he had a secret affair with a colleagues of ours who were much younger than her. There were not really any reason for them to keep it secret other than that they did not want anyone to know as they were both single. So, I said OK great I wish you both all the best...I mean what else was there to say in this weird situation!? So, this is how it feels to be a spy...

The Arsenal fan and his girls and squirrels and raccoons

Last night I was at the restaurant Grill Ruby and at the table next to ours were a man and two ladies. The man he spoke continuously about football. We thought that was kind of strange as usually with ladies and at a restaurant that would not be the topic all night long. Anyway in the middle of the meal he says. Come on you wouldn´t like to talk about crochet (virkning in Swedish) and their different patterns. So the conversation continued about football all night. The man described Chelsea as squirrels running around chasing bread and another team were raccoons and so on. He was very odd this fellow. My husband commented that if this football crazy man was interested in one of the women then that was not a subject he should choose for the evening. Anyway it was time for the ladies to get rid of this boring conversation and time to pay the bill. It turned out that the man´s credit card was rejected and the waiter came back and said sorry there is no money on this card. So, it turned out that one of the ladies paid it all. The man put on his Arsenal scarf and jacket and said we will split the bill and I will pay my half....

I will never forget the bin again!

Once a week the garbage truck arrives to pick up our garbage bin. Sunday evening we are supposed to put the bin outside our house. Last Sunday at 23:00 I realised that I had forgotten to put the bin outside the house. I had already got undressed and put my mouth guard (bettskena) in my mouth. Oh, no. I had to go out in the cold winter night. Ok, well I will probably not meet anyone so I just took my daughter´s really too small grey soft trousers on, no make up, my big pink down jacket, a knitted cap and my mouth guard. I rolled out the bin looking like a pink Michelin with chicken legs and a pouting monkey mouth and for sure a met someone outside my door this Sunday evening. A man who I do not know walked towards me and said: Hello. I had difficulties to talk due to the mouth guard so I slurred: Hello. How embarrassing....I will never forget the bin again!



 

Rugsackslaps in my face!

This morning on my way to work I sat down reading and suddenly a rugsack hit my head when a man passed me by inside the train. I thought to myself ok it happens to get slapped by a rugsack sometimes. A couple of minutes later a man was leaving the train and he just flung his rugsack up on his back and the straps hanging from the rugsack slapped in my face and on my glasses. Really!? I got rugsackslapped twice within minutes!!! What a way to start the day!

Really scary moment on a ferry

I was a young girl (around 7 year´s old) travelling with my family on a huge ferry going to Finland. Unfortunately there are a lot of drunken people on these cruises. So, I was standing by the rail watching the big waves below when a drunken man held my arms and leaned forward so he had his face close to my face and he said: - You know last week there was a person who fell from the ferry into the sea and they did not find him. My father had just seen what had happened and he cried out:
-Walk away over to me! -Walk away over to me! He was terrified that the man was going to throw me overboard. Fortunately I wasn´t throwed overboard and I lived to tell the tale.

The pug lady - Mopsdamen

This morning on my way to work I sat close to a lady with a small pug (mops in Swedish) in her lap on the underground. When I returned home also on the underground the same lady the same day sat down beside me with the same pug (mops). I said: Hello again! The lady replied: - Oh, I recognise you. The pug licked my hand and we started to talk. What are the likelihood of this happening the same day!?  Not so likely....

Eat worms?!

My daughter (about 4 years old) was watching us eating shrimps but we did not offer her any. So she got irritated and said: I also want to eat worms!