Tag: Treatment

Icebergs

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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 rainbow connection

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I’m taking a day off from being a breast cancer survivor.   No, really, it’s true.  I am using my soapbox for another crucial cause.  It’s all about this.   Cancer.   OK I was half-lying.  I am talking about cancer in general.  Believe me, I would really like to… Continue reading

Tell it like it is

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This is the next installment in my series of pet peeves about breast cancer…     We have things that people say that grind our gears.  I have heard it all.   I’m a warrior.   I’ll beat this.   Chemo isn’t that bad.   I just have to push… Continue reading

In the end

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I have the angry music playing today.  The heart-pounding, I would like to scream, but I’m at work so I can’t kind of music.  The kind that dries my angry tears and lets me get back to business.   Specifically, I have an earworm from Linkin Park.   “In the… Continue reading

Knowing when to shut up

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I talk to lots of ladies who are at various stages in their breast cancer journeys.   I make no secret of the fact that my mission in life now is educating anyone who will listen to me on breast cancer diagnosis, treatment, and recovery.  I have learned so much through… Continue reading

Guilt by association

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I’m sure it will not come as a surprise when I tell you that one of the questions that regularly plagues those newly diagnosed with breast cancer is:  “Why me?”   What may be more difficult to believe is the question that hits you once you are done with treatment… Continue reading