- 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”
Tag Archives: recovery
I am officially through my year of first anniversaries. My how time flies. What was really interesting about it all was how much more emotional I was looking back. Going through surgery, chemotherapy and radiation, I was so focued on … Continue reading
I’ve spent a lot of time looking back these past couple of months. My series of first anniversaries are well underway. Finding out chemo was a for sure instead of a maybe. Starting chemo. Losing my hair. These are not … Continue reading
I’ve crossed a bunch of first anniversaries over the past six weeks. Getting my diagnosis, MRIs, surgery. A year ago I was just past my surgery and doing very well. I started physio treatments the day after surgery to recover … Continue reading
… said my best friend when I commented on the fact that today is the first anniversary of “the lump”. A year ago today my doctor referred me for a diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound after examining the lump I’d felt … Continue reading
My new hair is a couple of months old. It’s currently going through its own version of the terrible twos. It has a mind of its own. It goes every which way it wants and ignores any instruction I may … Continue reading
Last August, when I started chemotherapy, my bike went into hibernation. Most of the time I ride my bike to work, along beautiful, tree-lined dedicated bike routes. It’s about a 15 minute ride to the office, with a couple of … Continue reading
Six months ago, the baseline CT scan I had to ensure there was no sign of tumours anywhere else in my body showed what the radiologist noted as an area of liquid in my left lower lung. The notation said … Continue reading
My Saturday Boot Camp class starts at 9am. It’s a 10 minute walk to the gym, and since it was cool enough to wear a hat (ok, let’s face it, I don’t have enough hair yet to go out without a … Continue reading
It’s 30 days since my last radiation zap – time for a check in. I’m doing mostly ok. I say mostly because chemotherapy is the gift that keeps on giving. Sigh. It’s been three months – 90 days – since … Continue reading