Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
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 →
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 →
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 →
My boobs are fully bionic. This was the last surgery in the double mastectomy and reconstructive process. The swap was made by reopening my scars, deflating the expanders, rolling them up like cigars and slipping them out. The deflated expander's front and back, showing the blue magnetic area where saline is filled with a needle. ... Continue Reading →
Do you tense before being pricked by a hypodermic needle? You know it’s going to hurt, so you brace yourself. When I participated in the Polar Plunge on New Year’s Day, I stood in line tense and shivering. I had imagined it would hurt to hit the icy water, but I knew I could do... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 