I couldn’t blog yesterday because it was one of the more annoying days of my life, at least in recent history. Plus, I knew if I did write, it would be a scathing, hate-filled rant that would scare most of my dear readers. Now that I am older and more mature than I was yesterday,…
Month: August 2016
Done
I have endured 3/4 of the chemotheraphies assigned to me. I have 1 infusion left, in 2 weeks. I am starting to hear lots of chatter about being almost done! Can you guess how I feel about this statement? Excited? Hopeful? Joyous? You are wrong. I think it’s total honky. Yea, I have one more…
Stay Puft Marshmallow Face
Low point of chemo today. Feeling lethargic, shaky and swollen. We made it to the cancer center this morning for our hydration date with my new cancer pal Jessica and her family. Jess is 25 and recently diagnosed with breast cancer. I saw her a few weeks ago at treatment and it was like a…
Don’t Get Excited
Don’t have a lot to share with y’all tonight. My appetite is better this time around. I have taken the nutritionist’s advice and have eaten the following in the last 24 hours: Protein drink Baked sweet potatoes and cauliflower, twice! Chicken breast Scrambled eggs Here is what I didn’t eat: candy. And that is a…
Listen All Y’all It’s Nutrition Sabotage!!!!
The day after chemo I go back to the cancer center for a Neulasta shot. You’ve heard me speak of this before. It costs like $1000 per shot (take that, Epipen!) and is meant to hyper-generate white blood cells. It finds the largest bones in your body and basically causes your bone marrow to reproduce…
Back To School
Today was the kids’ first day back to school and my 3rd round of chemo. Far be it from me to give the kids all the glory. I am a giant thunder-stealer. Sorry kiddos! You’re going to school. That is normal. I am going to get poisoned back into health. That is extraordinary. I win….
Inner Monologue Of A Cancer Patient
When people see me out in public I would imagine they think something like this: ‘Look at that bald woman with three kids. I bet she has cancer. How sad for her, but she looks pretty high functioning and she’s handling three kids alright at the deli counter so she’s probably okay.’ For the most part…
Call Me Maybe
I have a lot of appointments these days. Between follow-ups with my four active physicians (surgeon, primary doc, oncologist and plastic surgeon) and my physical therapy appointments for the damage to my right arm, I see someone at least three times a week. The hospital I am working with is very good. They have many…
Grape God Almighty
This post is about medicinal marijuana. A few disclaimers: I have a license from the State of Illinois to purchase and consume cannabis for medicinal purposes. I went to The University of Colorado at Boulder and was literally the only student out of 25,000 to not smoke weed. It just wasn’t my thing. I never…
Grace’s Ana-faux-my
Get it? Grey’s Anatomy? Graces’s Ana-faux-my? I am a wordsmith. A long time ago I alluded to telling you all, at some point, about the structural details of my mastectomy and reconstruction. That day has come, my friends. My right breast was so riddled with cancer and pre-cancer that I was not a candidate for…
Oddities
A lot of bizarre things come about when you are dealing with cancer. Here’s a lil list I’m compiling of said oddities: I had to switch sides of the bed. As a long time right-sider, switching to the left has been strange but needed to happen as my right arm remains compromised by cording and…
Treat Yo Self
A very wise friend of mine, who has also been through cancer, once told me that if possible I should try to do one special thing between each round of chemo. Four rounds, four special things. I enjoy special things. I will, in fact, heed this advice. Round 1’s special thing was staying downtown with…
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