Category: Scenes from my life
Pink-to-ber n A portmanteau coinage used by many people who live with breast cancer to refer to October, the Breast Cancer Awareness Month, which is heavily dominated by marketing in the color pink and cute tags like “Save the tatas”. (See Komen, etc.) (The following post appeared in a slightly different form...
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I know that no one ever promised life would be fair. I know there is no reason that this shouldn’t have happened to me and no reason why it did. I know that sometimes things just happen and we don’t know why. I also know that I’m fine in myself,...
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Yesterday I was in enough pain to take the stronger medication for it. I was also sad and upset about several unrelated bits of bad news that I’ve received recently. I was feeling alone and needy and, truth be told, more than a little sorry for myself. I spent most...
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Will it surprise anyone that death and dying are fairly often in my thoughts? Not in a morbid way, but as an event I will soon attend, a fact of life, the next step. I’ve written several posts about it. My favorites are Living in an Undefined Space, It’s not death,...
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It’s no secret that a cancer diagnosis makes people depressed and anxious. It is less known that some medicines used in the treatment of breast cancer can cause anxiety, particularly hormonal treatments.(1) It is even less well known that, in contrast to the depression, which tends to decrease over time,...
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I am sick and tired of dealing with stuff. I’ve had it up to here with calmly facing reality. I am well and truly fed up with creative problem solving. I have metastatic cancer. I am in pain. I am going to die much sooner than I should. Isn’t that enough?...
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Last week I posted The Electrician Didn’t Come, in which I rambled on about nothing in particular for 600 words. I asked if anyone had a suggestion for a topic for future posts. In the comments, MC wrote: Not to be maudlin, but I would love to hear about how...
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Slowly but surely, cancer is chipping away at my dignity, my autonomy, my self-image. Last week I agreed to my oncologist’s suggestion of treating my apparent depression and anxiety disorders as a quality of life issue, and accepted my GP’s prescription of an SNRI. I know that objectively that was...
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I want to write a blog post today, but I don’t have a topic. I mean, it’s not like there aren’t plenty of topics floating around. I could just reach out my hand and grab one, but none of them are really calling my name. Yet I have the urge...
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First a quick update on the cancer front. There is new pain in my ribs. The diagnostic radiologist didn’t see anything on the ultrasound, so she’s recommending a PET-CT as the next step. I haven’t been able to reach my oncologist (who is the one who has to order it)...
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