For This Next Dance With Chemo, I’ll Be Wearing My Blue Suede Shoes
About three weeks ago I started getting winded on the elliptical and even climbing a single flight of stairs left me out of breath; soon after I noticed my right …
Radiation Therapy
Life on the tightrope with metastatic cancer
Living with metastatic breast cancer feels like walking a tightrope, quarter to quarter, between scans. It’s a constant balancing act of living in the moment while bracing for the next …
You took, and you took, and you took.
Two days to my birthday, seven to the lump— the tiny split-pea in my breast that grew into an unwelcome empire. Twice, I asked. Twice, they said no. Too young. Come back at fifty, they said. …
Survival guilt : living among the dying
I know it sounds strange that I would claim I have survival guilt, which is typically reserved to victims of a unplanned traumatic event such a car crash, a property …
From grieving to reframing – Coming to terms with terminal cancer
Here is the second part of my post. This portion talks about how I processed and eventually came to terms with knowing that seeing my kids grow up is statistically …