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 →
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 →
I arrived home from a trip to California on Tuesday night and sneezed. I don't want to get sick. My mind raced back to the time when I pressed the button on an elevator with my knuckle (I'm so smart) and then rubbed my itchy eye with the same body part. (I'm so stupid!) Or it could... Continue Reading →
When I landed on the floor of a restaurant with a BANG a couple of weeks ago, I breathed a sigh of relief. That had to be the last accident, right? It was the third time in three weeks I'd had very bad luck. I remembered that age-old superstition. Bad luck comes in threes. #1. ... Continue Reading →
Chances are, you've been a member of a gym or fitness club sometime in your life. You probably made some friends and they helped motivate you to work out. What do you do when you burn out even though everyone knows your name? My gym experience started in an auspicious way. I snuck into Vic Tanny... Continue Reading →
Have you ever taken a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation class? I took one for a babysitting badge when I was in Girl Scouts. I remember the plastic dummy and going through the routine while hoping to God I'd never have to use it. Flash forward a few decades. On March 9th, I flew back to Wisconsin for my... Continue Reading →
Hark! Is that a death rattle I hear, trembling the dark wood around me? Nope. ‘Tis the phlegm from thy chest cold shaking the bed frame as I hack up another loogie. A midwinter cold has claimed yet another Kleenex which shroud thy bedclothes like moguls on ski slopes in thy feverish dreams. Okay, so... Continue Reading →
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 →
Three months ago, I made a doctor's appointment and I waited and waited and waited. Ever wonder why?
Welcome to the premier issue of Wild Rider Magazine including discoveries from around the web, tips, hacks and a sweet recipe.
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 →
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 →