Looks like I will be here until Monday. The infection is responding to the antibiotic cocktail, but we’re going to make sure everything gets the all clear.
Why there hasn’t been an update lately, more cancer diagnosis, premature snow storm, bad kitties and naughty children.
Chemo is delayed even further. Am I going to be admitted to the hospital or not? Magic Eight Ball anyone?
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(Can you tell I’m still getting used to wigs?)
Reflections on the day, friends past and present, feeling like a stuffed turkey.
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“I’ll be giving you your deep tissue massage now, yah…” just kidding.
Is it the wrangling of the little uns? Having run in the 5k? The pitiful attempt at riding Sunday? Or the chemo? Who knows, but I am BEAT.
When you make it to the “other side,” you feel the need to grab as many others’ hands as you can who are also fighting the disease and take them with you.
When we last left our hero, she was preparing to go to Austin, TX for the LIVESTRONG Challenge. Now, we find her in Dallas!
It was as though I were floating in space as soon as the word, “Cancer,” filtered through my ear drum. All senses suspend. Appendages go numb. Lips feel fuzzy. Time stops.
A visit from Cantor Sally Neff Greenberg, fellow Oberlin College graduate & knitter extraordinaire, and Schmooie, the feline breast cancer & quadruple mastectomy survivor, perks up a particularly difficult Monday.
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