Back to the grind (perhaps).

Because of the cancer, I've become way more familiar with the inside of my body than I ever imagined I would - even though, most of the time, I have no idea what my innards really look like. It's been roughly six years since I was diagnosed with endometrial cancer. I was subjected to several … Continue reading Back to the grind (perhaps). →

chemo: day 1, round 1.

Steve lowered himself somewhat cautiously into the patient's +1 chair and gave me a wide-eyed look of happy surprise. I leaned back into my seat, my feet left the floor, my head hit the pillow: instant comfort for me, too.

(de)evolution

I will never feel confident in my health again, not ever, even if I do beat this cancer. I just hope I'll recognize myself when I'm through.

Happy *$&%^?! Festivus.

If I had ever planned on 'celebrating' a real-life Festivus, this year is it.