I don’t have a bucket list. I don’t know why. It seems that everyone has a list of all the things they want to do before they die. Why don’t I have a list? Do I not contemplate death? No, that’s not it. I’ve stared cancer in the face and …
One year ago today, April 17, I sat in my office trying to work while anxiously waiting for the call. It was now Tuesday and I should have heard yesterday. The call finally came and resulted in my “one-bad-year” with triple negative breast cancer. I am not very good at …
Note: This post was finished weeks ago, but never got published due to a brain that functions at half capacity — much less than it is capable of when cancer arrives on the scene. A single train of thought continually leaks through the crevices that once held them tight. Ideas …
To come in close proximity to a grizzly has got to be one of life’s defining moments. It’s definitely a David and Goliath moment. Last year, HOTY and I had the amazing opportunity to celebrate our 30 years of marriage with a dream trip to Alaska. I have to admit, …
Wednesday (early morning): For days now I have had surgery on my mind. Not in the forefront, but lingering in the back forty. I haven’t written in four weeks because, believe it or not, I haven’t had anything to say. I am sure it’s the chemo lingering in the crevasses of …
I must tell you that I write for myself. I write to remember the pages and chapters in my life. I write to be able to look back on God’s faithfulness in my life. Many times during chemo, I have had to reread my own writing to remind myself of …
This blog has been harder to write than any other even though THE best news possible was delivered last Thursday. The chemo has completely eradicated the tumor! All I can do is give God praise!! All this awful, hard work has paid off and HOTY and I couldn’t be happier …
Watching hair grow while it is being killed at the cellular level takes a lot of patience. Every morning I gaze at this bald head of mine in my magnification mirror and see new sprouts of life trying to live. I honestly can’t believe that it is even emerging considering …
I seem to only be able to write days before I have to undergo chemotherapy again. I suppose those are the best days for clarity of mind. I have had about seven really good days to this point, but when you’re feeling good there is so much to get done …
Today is the day. Let the poison drip begin. It feels sort of barbaric, doesn’t it? A bit like the dark ages when bloodletting was the thing of “modern medicine.” Today with all our scientific, medical advancements we do this thing that brings one to the brink of death, with …
