First of all. MY PET SCAN IS CLEAR! aka there are no signs that the cancer has spread to any other organs. It's still there in my boob and lymph nodes but I'll tell you what--if you want one cancery boob to seem as delightful as Thor in a G-string, spend a a few days pondering a... Continue Reading →
Lymph Nodes, PET Scans, and Lies
I wanted to write this post last week, but was feeling too Percocet-y. And now I find that I am reluctant to put words to it. I don't have any especially staggering news to report. As expected, the cancer has spread to my lymph nodes. Four of them, according to Buffy the Cancer Slayer. Which... Continue Reading →
Fear – The Real F-Bomb
Normally, I would wait until I know more before making this post. But, this--the waiting, the not-knowing--is a large portion of this cancer dance. So, today, I went to the radiologist to do ultrasound-guided biopsies of stuff that showed up on my breast MRI a couple weeks ago. No biggie, I thought. I've done this... Continue Reading →
