I’ve been noticing something particularly absurd about myself lately. It started with my DVR at the point of our move. I guess it’s been going on for a while, since we started preparing for our move nearly two years ago. Anyway, I was very into a show called Downton Abby. I would watch it alone… Continue reading Unfinished business
When my doctor asked me when I thought I could do my next mastectomy surgery I told him that I was good to go as soon as he was. I was beyond anxious to be done, as I know I’ve said before. But now, as my date moves closer, I’m becoming worried in a way… Continue reading Head vs. heart
So, I finally did it. I attended my first event, in this case a party for Husband’s work, in which I didn’t know the people and I only had one breast. I had some anxiety going in, but I put on my absolute favorite “you can’t entirely tell I’m a uniboob” shirt, took a deep… Continue reading Look here!
I get my nails done on the regular. Incidentally, on the regular is the youngest phrase I use. But I do. It’s probably the girliest thing I do in my whole life other than having most of the traditional girl parts. I don’t get my hair done often anymore, opting instead for a “let it… Continue reading It’s the little things
When you have something like cancer, people ask you how you are doing in the days leading up to or following surgery or a treatment. They check in to make sure you’re doing ok when they know something big is happening. It’s wonderful to receive support from people in this way. I never knew how many… Continue reading My truth today
When I’m feeling overwhelmed or stuck by what I have no control over, I get very focused on a future project. Sometimes it is simply rearranging furniture. When I’m extremely lucky it’s about a vacation, but right now it’s about my body and what I can actually control. There’s not much that we can control… Continue reading When you just know
When you’re first diagnosed with breast cancer and you share the news with your family and friends, people tell you some pretty specific things. They tell you that you’ll beat this thing. You are a warrior. You’re strong. You’ve got this. Then, when there aren’t any more cancer cells in your body, they congratulate you… Continue reading The middle of the war