During my early formative years in elementary, we lived right next door to my school, which meant I went home for lunch. I grew up in a quiet, english speaking suburb on the south shore of Montreal, Quebec. You could only stay at school for lunch if you lived farther away or had no one […]
While once having a deep and philosophical 5-hour telephone conversation with a potential date, we discussed the role of resilience in our lives. He had suffered huge losses. Marriage breakdown with a wife from Japan who wanted to go back, and take their 10-year-old daughter with her. He loved them both enough to say yes. […]
I picked this idea up off another blog, and thought it would be a good entry for today. I was writing another swan dive slash tear jerker of a post and decided I needed to lighten up. So here it is … Fifteen Totally Random Things that people don’t know about me. I’d really love […]
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 […]
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. […]
God, I wish there was a photo of 6-year-old me in my Batman costume. I *LOVED* Batman – and dressing up – as a child. Born in the last hour of 1965, I spent my early life as a little girl on my Dad’s knee watching Batman and Star Trek and the Carol Burnett show. […]
… and other TMI oddball quirks that result from chemo. #1 – During my very first shower after having my hair shaved off, I put my hands up to wet my hair – and SHOCKED myself when it wasn’t there. This put me in a quandary … do I shampoo my bald head or use […]
The evening after my first chemo treatment for Triple Negative Breast Cancer, my friend, confidante and cohort in crime Sherri asked me what I wanted for dinner that night. I told her I was craving a light and lemony pasta dish from the cookbook Simple by Diana Henry. Earlier in my diagnosis, my friend Bridget […]