In the midst of all of this, life goes on. Responsibilities exist. Goals continue. They’ve changed, but not by much. I’ve known who I am and what I want to do with my life for quite some time and I’ve made incremental steps in that direction. Now I’m more focused. I don’t have the patience […]
I want my mommy and daddy
Today I’ve entered the grief stage. Not that I think I’ll enter it and then it will be gone. No, today’s just one of the grief stage days in what I’ve learned is going to be a much longer road than I’d hoped. I feel like crying. Constantly. It’s right there, under the surface. It’s […]
Waiting
Waiting. Since August 5 I’ve been waiting. Waiting for the mammogram results. Waiting for the ultrasound and the second mammogram. Waiting for the biopsy. Waiting for the biopsy results. Waiting for the surgery. Waiting to heal. Waiting for the surgery results. Waiting to meet with my oncologist. After that, I’ll wait for another surgery (potentially) […]
Schrödinger’s Cancer
Up until last night, I had Schrödinger’s cancer. I didn’t know if it was gone and I didn’t know if it wasn’t, so I chose to believe it was gone. I could look in the mirror and see the stitches on my side, hidden under my arm, and believe that they would heal and that […]
My body is amazing
I didn’t write yesterday. September 11 is forever woven into my Chicago story, into my personal story, and I’ve already felt like I’ve been screaming “ME ME ME” with all of this “c” stuff. Plus, with the staggering number of people who have died in the last six months, many of whose deaths were preventable, […]
No complaints
Remember when I said the worst thing about having a biopsy is wearing a bra for 24 hours? HA! I just had to tempt fate, didn’t I. It’s two days after my lumpectomy and sentinel node biopsy and my right breast is wrapped up like a drunken mummy. Pieces of tape are starting to peel […]