- 1,051,200 Minutes
- The best way out is through
- The Firsts – Emotional Soup
- An Open Letter of Thanks to the BC Cancer Agency
- Just when you think it’s safe to go back in the water …
- 365 Days – and counting
- It’s not like there’s going to be a cake or anything …
- The Terrible Twos
- There and back again
- Embracing Fear
- When a Bad Hair Day is a Good Thing
- It’s the little things
- Shifting Gears – Treatment Mode to Recovery Mode
- It’s Been Nice Knowing You 2015 – Don’t Let the Door Hit You on the Way Out
- Everything’s Coming Up Hair Sprouts All Over!!!!!
- Two More Zaps to Go
- Radiation – Zaps with a Purpose
- Marks of Distinction – Radiation Tattoos
- Spunk Counts
- Chemotherapy Graduation Day
- Necessity is the mother of invention
- My Nutrition Regime has a Positive Effect on Blood Work – Yay!
- You Give Me Fever …
- Half-way Point Lessons Learned
- Chemo – Round 2
- How We Can Improve the Patient Experience
- I’m Shedding
- How is Chemotherapy Like Pregnancy?
- The Goldilocks Conundrum
- Chemo – Round 1
- Chemo Orientation
- There’s an App for that – NOT!
- Now it Feels Like Cancer – Chemo Makes it “Real”
- Post-Operation Guides – The Importance of Saying What You Mean
- Nuclear Poo, Tidy Bowl Pee & Smurf Boobs
- The Big Day – Really, it’s Day Surgery
- Bumped – or What do ORs and Airplane Seats Have in Common?
- Deja Vu – Wasn’t I Just Here in This Giant Metal Donut?
- Bags of Frozen Peas, not Diamonds, are a Girl’s Best Friend
- Better Out Than In – Surgery is Scheduled
- Who’s In Charge Here? Or, How Come I Have Cancer and I Haven’t Seen an Oncologist yet????
- Terms of Engagement
- Telling Family & Friends
- Let The Mind Games Begin
- Biopsies and Frozen Peas
- Why Do They Do So Many Freakin Tests?
- Nature Abhors a Vacuum – Research Sins
- From “oh, that feels different” to “Let’s get that checked”
Monthly Archives: August 2015
Deja Vu – more tests. This time, an MRI (Magnetic Resonance Image). I have a metal implant in my hip after my resurfacing seven years ago. Magnets and metals don’t play well together. One of the questions they ask you … Continue reading
In the words of that great philosopher, Shrek, I took the approach that regarding my tumour it was better out than in. In fact I couldn’t wait to get that thing out of me. I met my surgeon with list … Continue reading
I’m not sure how it works elsewhere, but this post relates to my patient experience so far – three weeks after diagnosis and no meeting with an Oncologist. The decisions so far are being driven by my radiologist, my surgeon and … Continue reading
It’s been about three weeks since I’ve been diagnosed with breast cancer. It still feels like an out of body experience. Most of the time, I don’t really think about it. I don’t dwell on the fact that I know … Continue reading
Now the word was out. Two things were happening: people came forward with all kinds of advice and ideas; or they avoided talking to me because they just didn’t know what to say. As I said in my email telling … Continue reading
The time had come to share the news. I chose to be very open with my diagnosis, telling both family/friends and my work colleagues. This is an entirely personal choice. Everyone makes the decisions that work for them in their … Continue reading
I have breast cancer. Now I have to tell family and friends. But before I do that, I have to figure out what to say, how to tell them, understand my state of mind. Mostly, I had to come to … Continue reading
Four days later, as my boob was black and blue turning yellow/pea green, I got a call from my doctor’s office to come see him first thing Monday morning. First time ever a request to come in, and knowing they … Continue reading