Tag Archives: life after breast cancer
it’s about the 10 years
June 1 I hit a milestone I wasn’t sure I was going to reach when this journey started. Even if I never admitted that out loud back then, there were moments I wondered with some “what ifs”. I don’t think … Continue reading
ten years.
Ten years ago right now I was being prepped for surgery. I woke up that morning not sure truly about how I felt. If I’m honest with myself, brutally honest ten years later, part of me was terrified. But the … Continue reading
and the beat goes on
It’s 2020. It’s one month tomorrow since I had knee surgery on my left knee. The healing is happening but it feels slow. Part of the problem is my left side is where sentinel node was removed when I had … Continue reading
the “pinktober” lament: breast cancer isn’t pink and fluffy
#PinkPower ? #PinkTober ? #IfightTODAY ? Damn. It’s October 1st. Freaking #BreastCancerAwarenessMonth is here again in all it’s glorious hues of Pepto Bismol pinkness. I hate it. I hate the month of October now. Every time you turn on the … Continue reading
the club no woman wishes on anyone.
Breast Cancer is a club you wish on no woman. Just heard of someone else who said they have received such a diagnosis. Every time I hear of someone else having it I am instantly transported back 8 years. Every. … Continue reading
at almost the eight year mark, the terror train makes a stop
I know, look at the pretty peony, right? Too bad my mood doesn’t match up today. I am almost at the eight year mark post breast cancer. And right or wrong, I am scared and anxious. Saturday is June 1 … Continue reading
hating bras and some general bitching.
One of the things that I hate the most post breast cancer is finding freaking bras that fit. I did not have breast reconstruction surgery, so I’m lopsided. And as the years go by and the breast tissue adjusts and … Continue reading
survivors have a responsibility to pay it forward
I am 7 years and 1 month breast cancer free. I would not have gotten here without the occasional support of other survivors before me.This is, after all, a journey like no other. And not a journey I would wish … Continue reading
the waiting is the hardest part
Here I sit waiting for my oncologist. Six years have passed and the waiting is still the hardest part. This is the first post I have ever done from the oncologist’s office. I hear the footsteps to and fro outside … Continue reading
flowing stream of consciousness, or doing the emotional laundry
….it’s important to think about are any changes you are planning to make to your figure before then. So what is that about? A dress fitting. Alteration, truthfully. I have never been able to truly buy dresses, especially formal … Continue reading
