Brand Spankin’ New Breasts!
My Bite is Worse Than My Bark
I visited my Reconstruction Surgeon – Dr. V – yesterday. He is young, stylish, engaging and forthright. And he is Dr. X’s next door neighbour in the medical building. Dr. V shook my hand as he welcomed me into his large and beautifully decorated office and Heather beamed her best smile. “I’m Dr. X’s […]
Stubborn or Tenacious?
Several weeks ago I asked my Oncologist Dr. F to cut my steroid dosage in half. Before receiving chemo, I am pumped up with Pepcid (to inhibit histamine responses in my gut), Benedryl (to prevent allergic reactions) and Dexametheson (a steroid to crush my immune system). The steroids were giving me a bad case of […]
Thanks Chester … I owe you more than one life …
My Oncologist Dr. F read me the riot act today … for not going to Emerg when my fever hit 39.6C/103F on the weekend … a whole degree over the GO TO EMERG IMMEDIATELY level. I told her that I had no one to take care of my son and dogs. She said “You’re useless […]
Cancer is a Piece of Cake
Please. Make suicide something we can discuss in normal conversation so that no one else has to die by their own hands. #letstalksuicide In the words of my 19-year-old son “This is the first celebrity death that truly affects me personally.” Me too, Kiddo. When I was Numb from the pain, fear and confusion in […]
The Chronicles of Cancer – Pink Dot Detour
I’ve been asked many times – and it’s a valid question which I don’t mind clarifying – if they got all my cancer. It came up at dinner, and I thought of this analogy which would help answer “Did they get all of it?” The answer from me, my surgeon Dr X, my oncologist Dr. […]
I’m Positive I’m Negative
This is the entire list of clean blog entries written since I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer. These are heart and brain dumps as I go through diagnosis and treament. When I began to blog my journey, I decided I would write authentically and not hold back anything. I’ve written about the good, […]
My Glass is Half Full!
I received the results of my first round of genetic testing today … I opted for testing (no charge to women under 60 in Ontario) to see if I carried the BRCA1 or BRCA2 gene mutations. I won the first round of Jeopardy … or perhaps it sounds more like a Jerry Springer episode … […]
It’s All About Me
I was driving home from the Cancer Centre last week … stopped at a red light. I looked over to the right and BAM! I was rear-ended by a truck. Thankfully I was stopped far enough back that I didn’t hit the car in front of me, but I was thrown forward a good five […]
It’s all about me right now. I will admit that I have an ego. Without being a narcissist. I have lived thirteen years with one of those and can tell you that is much different than being selfish and self-centred. It was that pride that refused to allow me to give up on the narcissist. […]
hI have been asked … and my closest friends have been asked … about why I blog. Why I write with such candor. Except it’s not always called candor. Shock value. Attention whore. Outrageous behaviour. Brutal honesty. Why does she blog that? An art gallery. Best thing I have read in ten years. She gave […]