Whew! Talk about a breast cancer marathon. From the shocking diagnosis to my double boobectomies, the implants of my bionic boobs and subsequent challenges of taking estrogen-suppressing and depressing pills, I've finally crossed the five-year finish line. Hang on while I catch my breath. I couldn't have done it without you, my readers, my family,... Continue Reading →
What Not to Say to a Cancer Survivor
I'm almost five years cancer-free and have survived all kinds of off-hand comments. Everyone wants to say the right thing to a cancer survivor, but sometimes not saying anything would have been better. Some were well-intentioned while others seemed like heat-seeking missiles. When that would happen, I would go to a very dark place. A... Continue Reading →
Boob Report – Anxiety and the Fantastic Five-Year Finish Line
When scheduling my six-month cancer checkup, I made the mistake of booking a flight to California right afterward. Talk about anxiety. Nothing like racing against the ticking clock before a blood pressure test. These appointments are stressful enough! I planned to talk to my oncologist about the exact date when I could stop taking the... Continue Reading →
The Boob Report – The Sun Rises After Cancer Drugs
h Shy of three weeks into 2017, I thought I'd check in and let you know how The Year of the Big Chill is going. It's all about working hard, but playing harder. Little did I know these lifestyle changes would affect me in a different way. It banished a horrible side effect of my anti-cancer... Continue Reading →
The Boob Report – Three Years Cancer-Free
The first Sunday in June is National Cancer Survivor Day. I first heard about it through Facebook when Lynn Kelley posted a photo from a get-together in California. August McLaughlin “embellished” this photo when I had a double boobectomy (mastectomies) in 2013. Lynn Kelley, me, Debra Eve, August McLaughlin, and Debra Kristi. Four thoughts hit me... Continue Reading →
Dissolving Bone, Wimping Out and Shaping Up
Hey, Wild Riders! How was your weekend? Would you take a pill that dissolved bone? You’ve seen the commercials. Almost every drug has side-effects. My oncologist switched me from Tamoxifen, which can cause uterine cancer to Anastrozole, which breaks down bone. You can imagine I’ve been more than a little concerned. I picture a vinegar-like... Continue Reading →
The Key to Success? Dancing!
Life can be ironic. I was just thinking about the correlation between dancing and blog views. Then this photo challenge appeared. Really! I've snow danced, rain danced and dance bombed. I've danced after finishing my handmade Christmas cards and before Polar Plunging. I've danced on New Year's Eve and at Two Jews and a Blonde. Then... Continue Reading →
The Boob Report – A Comedy of Terrors
After being diagnosed with breast cancer, all doctor appointments become a big deal especially since the drugs I’ve been on have side effects. It can be terrifying. Last week, I went to an OB/GYN appointment and a wrist and knee follow-up. I worried they all could go south, like in the Deep South of hell... Continue Reading →
The Boob Report – The Dirty Little Secret about Alcohol
Don't shoot! I am about to deliver a dirty little secret kept by doctors. Why? I don’t think anyone wants to know. I've held this post for a year while waiting to get up the nerve. My hand shook while pressing publish. I had only heard rumblings about it and that was long ago, after... Continue Reading →
Offended by the Carl’s Jr. Super Bowl Ad?
While watching Good Morning America, I learned Super Bowl commercials are being leaked. One in particular has upset some people. I watched the commercial promoting Carl's Jr.'s latest all-natural beef campaign and wondered what all the fuss was about. A woman strolls through a farmer's market while men stare. She has bare shoulders and walks... Continue Reading →