I've been meaning for months now to write a post about how similar cancer and pregnancy are. Basically, your body isn't your own, people are amazingly supportive, there is a ton of literature and personal stories of friends and acquaintances to take place of statistics and the unknowable. I was going to be much more... Continue Reading →
Breast cancer intermission: A Smoking Ruin
Well, here I am almost three whole weeks after my sixth and final round of chemo. That day was extraordinary. I felt accomplished, and loved, and, well, triumphant. Since then? Not so much on the triumph. I don't feel as though I've kicked cancer's ass, or won the battle much less the war. The fact... Continue Reading →
A Heart, a Mole, and a Limerick
It's been a sort of eventful (and yet not) couple of weeks. There have been a couple scares, some new side effects, a milestone, some experimentation, and a minor epiphany. Tasting and Smelling First, I haven't quite figured out how to deal with the nausea. It's much worse this round, but as before, I'm not... Continue Reading →
Small update
It's been a couple of days since my first round of chemo, so I thought I'd check in. First of all, it's not so bad. The nausea is on par with morning sickness, which I know I can get through. The heartburn was a surprise, but Zantac is keeping it under control. Mostly, it's fatigue.... Continue Reading →
