the final chemo ~ december 2018

“That moment of simultaneous exhilaration and serenity at the peak of the climb.” I coined that phrase a handful of years ago, after completing the upward climb of a hike and while sitting in reflection at the peak of a mountain. While I sat in that moment [and my spouse chased our goober children away …

chemo fridays ~ december 2018

It’s the second to last Friday of chemo.  That means eleven out of twelve are done. That means that I have made it through eleven, consecutive, progressively worse, Fridays of that can only best be described as the aftershock of my Wednesday chemo sessions.  I recall my very first Friday after chemo. I was home …

not knowing you have breast cancer doesn’t mean you don’t have breast cancer

I don’t care what your excuses have been. I also value every one of them because we are all too busy all of the time, I know.  But go get your damn mammogram. Now. If you live on Boston’s North Shore, let me refer you to a pretty amazing facility. I repeat: If you are …

the age of cancer ~ october 2018

So, like, is blogging even cool anymore?  I am some outdated Gen Xer who hasn’t figured out that the best way to communicate is in a post with just three phrases?  Does anyone even read this? [And, totally off topic, but who was Doogie Houser writing to?] I don’t know, but I do know that …

before cancer ~ october 2018

At some point along the way with this disease, you come to accept its presence in your life.  You carry cancer along with you in your new day-to-day norms without thinking much about the annoyance of having it there.  You schedule treatments and appointments, side effects and rest periods, in the same way you schedule …

misery happens ~ october 2018

There are days that are just plain miserable. And it doesn’t matter what type of positive thinking, Jedi mind tricks, internal mantras, or forward vision you try to employ.  It doesn’t matter how much love and support you see around you, how many tools you have at the ready to help you through, or how …

a moment of time ~ september 2018

I’m a week and a half into my recovery from my mastectomy.  I’m doing as well as can be expected, managing pain, and reveling in the amazing support of my network of friends and family. Truth be told, I sometimes wonder if it’s their support that is doing the most for my healing.  They are …