About 30% of people diagnosed with breast cancer at any stage will develop distal metastasis. I am one.
The Woman Who Loved an Octopus: And Other Saints’ Tales by Imogen Rhia Herrad My rating: 1 of 5 stars According to the blurb on the back: From the sensuous sea to flight from the world, [this book] is an inspired collection of twelve themed short stories, based on the...
One of the neighbors around our central courtyard made some remarks the other day that caused me to feel terribly helpless and humiliated. He mentioned how he had heard how active I used to be, how well I kept my house and garden, how much work I did for the...
It seems to me that while we should never forget the possibility of the miraculous, and try always to avoid despair, that our patients are powerful beings and perhaps our true goal should be to move from the limits of hope, to the freedom and possibility of cope. (Emphasis mine –...
Cancer isn’t cute. It isn’t big smiles and noses crinkled in mirth. It is a mortal illness. It disfigures. It kills. The treatment involves cutting off pieces of your body, killing living tissue with radiation, poisoning your system with chemotherapy. The treatment can have life-long effects on your health and well-being ...
A couple of weeks ago, on Wednesday, the 16th of January, I posted a controversial video called “Israel & Palestine: a very short introduction“. At that time, a very dear, longtime friend of mine who writes under the name Aliza Bat-Ami left a detailed comment, disagreeing with the message of...
Many thanks to @balebusta, who drew this to my attention. These machines should be liberally scattered around every city and town in the world.
Before I get to my main point, I’d just like to point out in disgust that virtually all the images that showed up when I searched for red tape women were of naked women who had indigestion (or perhaps what the photographer imagined was a sexy pout) and were wrapped up...
The policeman knocked at the gate. “Ms. Knot Telling?” “Yes, who is it?” “Police. Can I come in and talk to you?” “Sure. Just show me your identification first.” “We need you to come to the station to give evidence.” “What about?” “I don’t know. We’ll have a car come...
Today I read a post called “Pigeons” in one of my regular blog-reads, Table for One by Solitary Diner. I stopped short at this: But as I thought about it, I realized that despite having a long list of potential self improvement projects, I am fundamentally happy. Not all the time, certainly not at...
Yesterday I wrote “Our words inform our thoughts, and our thoughts shape our experience of reality.” That’s not an original idea. Theories about linguistic relativity have been around for over a hundred years. A thinker who formulated similar ideas in a way that is closer to what I mean was Victor Frankl. In Man’s...