It finally came. The day I've been looking forward to for 10 years. I went to see my oncologist yesterday and she said, "Congratulations. You have graduated from oncology." Oncology -- the study and treatment of tumors. The field of medicine that is devoted to cancer. About a month ago I went to the breast… Continue reading Cancer Graduation Day
I enjoy yoga, but sometimes yoga teachers speak in such vague and abstract terms that I feel totally confused. After awhile, they sound like whirring fans -- creating white noise. Their words come at me like dancing, fluffy feathers or swirling snowflakes that melt as soon as they land on me. Most of the time,… Continue reading I am here. Here I am.
Today is one of those days when I want to blog, but I'm not sure it's a good idea. I want to blog because I want to whine, complain, and rant. Those are usually not good reasons for blogging. But, since my fingers are moving so quickly, I will respect the urge to write. Read… Continue reading To blog or not to blog
Flu season reminds me of my mom's medical advice and remedies. Ever heard of paregoric? Paregoric was the go-to medicine of my childhood. When I called my Mom when Sara was a baby to tell her that Sara had colic and cried nonstop for several hours at a time, she said, "Oh that baby needs… Continue reading Flu Season? I’ve got what you need
I love autumn, but I'm actually looking forward to October being over. I'm tired of the pink palooza. As a breast cancer survivor, however, I feel like I should do my part to raise awareness. (That's why I buy a pink t-shirt at the Lucy store every year.) After all, the statistics are still that… Continue reading Reluctantly Getting My Pink On