Tagged: metastatic breast cancer
Turbulence Ahead
I am so ashamed. All these years I’ve been living in a snug little, smug little complacency bubble. At some point in the past decade and more I lost track of the fact that bone mets doesn’t stay put. I managed to turn my back on the fact that at...
Complacency Interrupted
I’m not even sure where to begin this post, so I’ll just jump in right about here and continue outward, possibly in several directions at once. I’ll be sure to sprinkle breadcrumbs along the way to help you follow. I was lying on my back on an examination table...
Spoiler Alert: I’m still alive.
Like so many other people I have had a challenging life, but as hard as the universe seems to be trying to kill me sometimes, I’m still alive. I’ll leave out the iffy moments in my childhood and go straight to my adult adventures. There was the time in Northern California...
Cancer Gratitudes
A few of my thoughts You know how we say that something resonates with us? The word literally means that it reverberates, creates an echo in us. That is how I felt when the moment I saw this absolutely spot-on cartoon by Teva Harrison. I felt that it was ping-ponging around...
What Was Taken, What Remains
Cancer is a thief, a cowardly thief. A mugger. A highway robber. Cancer waits at the side of the road until you walk by, just going about the business of living, and swoops down to denude you of almost everything. It’s an ambush. What did cancer steal from me? *...
Survivor Guilt. Part I of a series.
We don’t often talk about the guilt felt by so many people living with cancer. I think we should talk about it more. Guilt is one of those mushroom-like things that grow best in dark places that are rarely exposed to sunlight and air. Shining a light on our guilt,...
Ending Treatment: A guest post by Sherri Fillipo
Sherri Fillipo is a now-retired registered nurse. On her blog she writes “This is my story – living and dying with metastatic breast cancer. Once a nurse and now a patient, I love how seaglass captures what cancer has done for me – softened and rounded my hard edges. Like the...
Reaching Deep
Today isn’t really a good day, physically. I’m very tired and ache-y. It was beyond me to get up and get dressed so I spend the day in a housecoat and house shoes, not moving much more than from bed to kitchen to make some tea, over to the computer...