Hello again, party people! It’s been a while. I let myself get busy living, trying to lose myself in the minutiae of my little life. I did. It was boring and exciting, like always. But, man! Has there ever been some stuff going on! First, like so many others, I was devastated by Hurricane Irma. … More Like I Need A Hole In My Head
I love that song. It’s been on a near-constant rotation since May in my playlists, joined by Cough Syrup, My Body, and a handful of other songs. I realized yesterday that while I’ve been convalescing I haven’t been listening to much music. The reasons are dumb and mundane, but there’s something about it that is … More Shut Up And Dance With Me
I’m weaning myself off of my pain meds. Holy sweet 6lb sweet baby Jesus on a stick! FFFFFFFluffernutter! Jumpin’ Jehosephat! Damn, y’all. Breathing exercises are in full play, but that doesn’t mean I feel awesome. Double damn! The alternatives, though, are numb fingers and brain cells and overdoing things to the point of exhaustion because I’m not sure … More Reality Bites
****WARNING! Graphic content, NSFW**** Well, I did it. I made it through and am convalescing in style at home. Amazon Prime is my new bestie, by the way. I realized pretty quickly that even holding my little tablet or a book was making my chest muscles sore, so I ordered the most perfect (and reasonably priced) lap … More Super Trooper *Graphic*
I have 10 minutes to finish my water. Tomorrow is going to be crazy. I taught my fourteen year old the fundamentals of great eyeliner today. That is a life lesson that will carry her through thick and thin. You think it won’t? You’re wrong. The ability to artfully apply makeup will give her tools … More Boobpocalypse!
(There’s a bit of profanity in this one. Head’s up) I’ve begun to think of the current situation as such: Phase I: Planning, Zoning, and Pre-Construction Pricing (diagnosis, planning) Phase II: Demolition and Construction (surgery, chemo) Phase III: Final Build-Out (recovery, remission) Phase I is coming to a close on Monday morning, so there is … More It’s The Final Countdown
That’s a real thing, you know. At least it is for me. I found it by chance, because I decided to go ahead and go into the boutique at my cancer center, the one that I didn’t want to go into. The lady who worked there is just so nice. Pamela. What a doll. Anyway, … More I Passed Cancer Class!
It has occurred to me that I’ve left out some pretty big details. It occurred to me because I’m answering many of the same questions over and over. So, here is a synopsis of my personal breast cancer. It’s really important to remember that your cancer, or your mom’s, aunt’s, friend’s, sister’s, or third cousin four times removed’s cancer … More Information Station
That’s it- I’m done wallowing. Done. Done-teh-de-done-done. I’M DONE WALLOWING!!!! Fuck that noise. No, seriously. I mean, I think it’s ok to have moments, and I’m still mad as all hell, but I gave myself some time to grieve and was just…wallowing. Like a pig. There’s no reason for this. None. Ok, cancer, but there are, … More Suck It Up, Buttercup!