Barn’s burnt down – now I can see the moon. ~Masahide I recently came upon this poem, again. I have seen it many times I think, and always appreciate the perspective, but it never struck me like this. It has been about a week now, and the image stays in my mind so strongly. Today…
Not as I Pictured, or Even Thought Possible
Time flies again and again. My intentions to write regularly flail in the uncertainty that my life has become. Well not really. The truth is I have felt quite well since I last wrote. The reality of my life with Cancer has settled, and I am going about the business of staying alive. There are…
Into the Unknown, Taking a Leap in 2012
There seems to be much ado about leap year this year. Perhaps I just never noticed it before, and perhaps there are a lot of people ready to make change. I suspect the latter given what I am seeing around me and in me. It has become abundantly clear that things are not working the…
My Body, My Mind, The Guest House
Fifteen days since I last wrote, and I honestly don’t know where the time went. I sincerely apologize to anyone that has been waiting. I did promise to keep this updated. It is as if I have not truly been alive the past ten days. I offer you a poem that came to me during…
Ten Minutes to Live…
Ten minutes to live, what would you say? I did this writing exercise last May as part of a blog challenge, and it has been presented again as part of Patti Digh’s new writing workshop Verb Tribe in which I am taking part (thanks to a generous gift). When I did it in May the…
Tranparency: Giving Reality a Makeover
It was never really a decision. As soon as I was told I had cancer I knew I would tell my story. It was almost as if I was given an assignment along with my diagnosis. I have gotten unbridled support from the community in general, but some of my closer friends are surprised and…
The End of the Beginning, from Waiting to Living
Another week done. Friday at 3 pm and I am finally able to sit at the computer and bang out a post. Today’s big adventure, C.O.N.S.T.I.P.A.T.I.O.N. I’ll save you the details, but they involved rubber gloves. Still, agonizing poo story aside this has been a good week, a great week even. I am breezing through…
Cancer Like a Cuckoo
Another week breezing by, the springlike weather deceiving my senses while patches of snow linger in the shade. I am waiting again. Today, in two hours to be exact, I meet my new Oncologist at Fox Chase Cancer Center. After last weeks horrific ride, I am perhaps putting more hope into this appointment than I…
When Reality Strikes
When I look back on this years from now, I will say that this is the week having cancer became real. I was first told I had metastatic lesions on my spine on December 8th. While it could not be definite without testing, it was unlikely that what we saw on my spine was not…
“I don’t really know her ~ she’s only a Facebook friend”
Tuesday: I am still waiting on pathology from my breast tissue, and today is once again “the day” I find out. I am not holding my breath. Still, progress has been made in that I am starting radiation for my back, and a bone strengthening treatment Zometa for my…bones. I am still at the beginning…
