If you’ve run a marathon, you know the beginning is really exciting. You’re in a corral with rows and rows of eager people jumping up and down, stretching, taking pictures, talking race strategy. The event organizers are playing Runnin’ Down A Dream by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. There are balloon arches and cheerleaders. It’s awesome. Continue reading “The Middle Miles of Treatment”
I finished Phase 1 of my chemotherapy treatment two weeks ago! My friend Lauren and my mom were there, and I got to “ring the bell!” (There is actually a real bell you get to ring when you finish a treatment. The infusion center staff comes and cheers. It is cute.) Continue reading “Giving Thanks”
During my college course SMAD 256: Principles of Advertising, our professor organized us into groups and we competed to have our campaign chosen by the University Health Center. I will say that the class was challenging and a little stressful, but in a fun way. Once, as my group (which happened to be comprised of all women) met to brainstorm logos for our “agency,” one woman confessed, “Guys, I don’t know why I’m doing this. All I want to do is be a mom.” I remember looking at her wide-eyed, shocked. Continue reading “Being a Mom With Cancer”
On the way back from one of my appointments this week I saw a squirrel shimmying across a telephone wire. The squirrel had a wide distance to cover. It looked precarious to me, and a bit unnatural. I would have preferred to see that squirrel in a tree.
But I knew it would make it across the wire.
You can read Part 1 here.
On Monday, June 20 I had a biopsy of THE LUMP. My reaction to the biopsy was “Thank goodness for numbing medicine.” I was also encouraged because I watched the biopsy on the ultrasound screen, and the lump seemed really movable. Based on my unscientific Internet research, tumors are more “locked in.” Continue reading “Stormy Weather: A Biopsy Story, Part 2 of 2”
A month ago, I found A LUMP. I was a little concerned, but I decided to give it a week for a couple of reasons: Continue reading “Stormy Weather: A Biopsy Story, Part 1 of 2”