Your Queer Fat Auntie Experiencing Cancer
I’m sitting in a small waiting room at the local hospital infusion center with a dozen other people on a Friday afternoon. Behind me I feel a bit of commotion and a cluster of people. A quick glance tells me a couple of nurses have started clapping and then everyone in the room, now at…
Dear Ones, I am part of a new community this year, one that none of us wanted to join. The metastatic breast cancer community. never in october While I am new there, those here who have known me for awhile are probably aware that I start bristling as October approaches. All the shades of pink…
The Power of Friends and Meds, Diagnosis is often a challenge and getting the specifics involves a lot of imaging. CTs, PET scans, MRIs, Sonograms, and X-Rays… so much so, I am on a first name basis with quite a few radiology techs at Chesapeake Medical Imaging. There is a bit of a problem though….
The noise that juicer made was enough to wake the neighbors, and carrots came in 50lb. bags, all to satisfy Mike’s desires to make the best possible choices for his health. Juicing was one of many paths he followed as he read Prevention magazine, bought supplements, followed eating plans and diets, turned slightly orange, attended…
Dear Ones, Seven years ago for my 50th birthday, I was prepping for a second breast cancer surgery, an axcillary dissection. Today, for my 57th I am sharing this news widely so that I feel comfortable getting back to my writing and blog. I am one of the about 30% who experience a return of…