As a kid chicken soup for my soul was Willy Wonka and The Chocolate factory with Gene Wilder. The opening credits with its visual cornucopia of every chocolate thing imaginable along with the orchestral version of the song Gene Wilder would sing later in his super secret edible world has me brimming with tears of... Continue Reading →
Don’t Lose My Number
Walking onto the oncology floor pre-pandemic was strange in that people who were personally complete strangers knew my name. Everyone it seems did. After awhile I didn't even have to walk up to the desk to check in as time went on. They just saw me coming through the door and told me to take... Continue Reading →
The Pressure to Inspire
Once you get a terminal diagnosis. Immediately there is this pressure to have this heroic story, this swashbuckling tale. A story where insurmountable odds are beaten, declarations of having won against the disease are made and energizing or sad music is played at various times as the story unfolds luring onlookers into this private world.... Continue Reading →
The Words Get In The Way
I haven't really written on my blog in a long time. Awhile back I eluded to having difficulty writing. I'm having trouble keeping up even in my groups, tho I want to spend more of my time engaging there. The effort to put together words is unbelievable now and I began thinking, maybe the road... Continue Reading →
ABC’s of Salvation
While I have dedicated a section of my blog to my faith https://lifeandirises.home.blog/cancer-and-the-christian-comfort-in-the-scriptures/ and also in these blog posts in particular https://lifeandirises.home.blog/2019/12/16/what-is-brave-its-short-for-brave-er-y/ and https://lifeandirises.home.blog/2020/10/21/wrapping-the-reigns/ tho I have also written in others, those ones jump out specifically it is important to me to express where my strength and hope lies openly among my other writings here.... Continue Reading →
A Difficult Pill To Swallow
I'm officially on my lowered dose of Ibrance, hoping the fatigue that has me walking around like freaking Frankenstein gives me a break, it hasn't yet, but I think I just need to see what a few cycles of it feel like. I haven't been rebounding energy wise between each cycle, particularly since they switched... Continue Reading →
Life On The Lopside Episode 2: Sometimes You Just Feel Rick Rolled
I am not against conventional treatment, but I think conventional treatment sometimes leaves a few things out of the equation when discussing treatment for a cancer diagnosis. When I was initially diagnosed with Stage 2b breast cancer, I was never told that 30% of early stage breast cancer will go on to metastasize later on... Continue Reading →
What’s Good for the Goose
I write very different for the most part apart from this blog. I'm a wise cracker, with a quick wit. I share glimpses of that from time to time here. But, that isn't the purpose of this blog. This blog serves as a place for me to say all the things I'm thinking, things I... Continue Reading →
I Can’t Cook, I Can’t Sleep, The Only Thing About Me Is The Way That I Creak.
When I look in the mirror, I don't see the same person. Seriously, I see a reflection of a woman I don't know. I felt that even looking at pictures from my recent vow renewal with my beloved. Its not me. That's not me. But it is me. It is me. My youthful glow is... Continue Reading →
You Gotta Fight For Your Right To IIIIIIIIIIIIbrance
Once a month I get to make a special phone call. The call that starts with "Please wait while we connect you with a customer service advocate" "All of our lines are busy, please wait to speak with a customer care coordinator". Such fancy verbiage for "Receptionist". But I guess it sounds more sophisticated and... Continue Reading →