February 2015

Do my breasts define me? No. They are there Living on my chest They have annoyed me at times And brought unwanted attention from men They are lovely They provided milk for…

Going in for genetic counseling (for cancer) means that you are meeting with a genetic councelor to discuss your family history of cancer and based on your type of cancer, if it…

I love to wear hoodies, always have. But right now, the attached hood feels like a magical creation. A bald head gets cold fast, really fast. I had no idea how much…

I love to sleep, like love it with all of my heart. And before chemo had the ability to fall asleep pretty much anywhere. Sitting, standing, with kids loudly playing. Sit me…

Holy moly. When I was dosed with my first round of chemo, I had no idea what to expect. I would closely equate it with getting hit by a truck. It was…

Cancer is a difficult road. From worrying that you may have it, the gut-wrenching actual diagnosis, the treatment for it and all of the physical and emotional components that go along with…

I spend a whole lot of time in bed these days. Like, a lot. Waaay more than I’d care to. But it is what it is at moment and trying to make…

Over the last week I’ve felt less nauseous but definitely more fatigued. Had some other symptoms that sent me to the doctor yesterday. Hindsight, I should have gone to the doctor last…

Wow, today was 70 degrees and sunny and holy moly did I need that! Those of you who know me well, know of my distaste for winter. I actually love snow, but…