I am two days late (as always), but Sunday was National Cancer Survivors’ Day. Yay, I think. I am definitely lucky. I get to call myself a survivor. My cancer held at stage 3 (meaning it didn’t spread to other parts of my body, despite being present in a large… Continue reading
The worst thing that breast cancer did to me… Continue reading
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Why does everyone think we ever graduate from the grip of cancer? The first installment of “Shelley’s Shrugs” asks this question. Continue reading
Like many people, I was saddened to learn that Olivia Newton-John is again battling cancer. To me, she is not just a wonderful entertainer – she is the first celebrity that I remember openly discussing her battle with breast cancer in 1992. She advocated for more awareness and better treatments,… Continue reading
In the hours after getting the results of my biopsy, I remember having the sense that I was suddenly a mutant. I was no longer normal. I was suddenly bombarded with big words I did not understand, and scary sounding treatments that I dreaded. And I wanted to go back… Continue reading
