Category Archives: Breast Cancer

Whoopsie

We met with our doctors last week.  After my face broke out in some horrible-looking rash for four days, I had HAD IT.  I mean…going bald is one thing, but looking like a poster-child for a teenage acne commercial was … Continue reading

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At Some Point, All of the Joking Stops

This past week was hell.  It’s incomprehensible, really.  I feel as though I’m being a bit melodramatic, but when I look back…. It was awful. The first few days (when you’re on nausea-watch) were actually OK.  The new anti-nausea drugs … Continue reading

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Chemo 1, Day 1

So.  We did this thing. Mom flew out, the sitter arrived, and then Mike, Mom and I went to Penn. Mike and I posed awkwardly for pics. I’m smiling, but not sure why.  The whole thing was so bizarre, I … Continue reading

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Fight Ballerina, Fight!

Two months ago, my breasts were removed.  Last month I got new ones.  Last week Raines started school.  Tomorrow, I get my first chemo treatment.  And by October I will be bald. But for the most part, life goes on … Continue reading

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My Brave Pax

Every morning Pax comes in and snuggles me.  Every morning – literally every morning since I returned home from surgery, he lies with me for almost a half hour.  Every morning he wraps his chubby little arms around my neck. … Continue reading

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So Now We Have Have Conversations Like These….

Mike came bustling into the room, all sweaty, just back from his morning run.  I’m propped up on the bed, grumpy.  Mike starts fiddling with my pill bottles. “Morning, Babe!” he says, handing me a pill.  I glare back at … Continue reading

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Congratulations Are In Order

My surgery is over, my drains are out.  The surgery itself wasn’t a big deal, the recovery has been…awful.  Soul-sucking, actually.  In the last week or so since the surgery, I’ve routinely cried from pain. It’s the kind of pain … Continue reading

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All The Terrible Things

My diagnosis, as far as breast cancer goes, isn’t all that serious.  Stage 0.  Seriously, zero.  That’s about as early as it gets.  According to the doctors, I am “lucky”.  Unless, I imagine, they find something worse in the tissue … Continue reading

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