2019 is starting off to be a blessed and joyous year! My heart is filled with thanksgiving and joy. 2018 was a tough year. Really, really tough. The shocking and devastating stage 4 breast cancer diagnosis, and then going through arduous chemotherapy sessions and the aftermath are the most difficult struggles I have experienced in my … Continue reading My Heart is filled with Thanksgiving and Joy
Metastatic Breast Cancer
Joy, Faith, Hope, Love, Peace & Rock Bottom
This was the week of Rock Bottom, so there’s no place to go, except up. After last week’s chemotherapy on Thursday, I developed debilitating weakness, dizziness, and shortness of breath. I am extremely weak and oxygen deprived because my red blood cell count is low, and therefore, the oxygen in my blood is also low. …
Cancer in 2018 America
I’m halfway through chemotherapy and my vision has drastically worsened. Can’t see out of my contacts and wearing them is suddenly very uncomfortable. Can’t see out of my old eyeglasses either; I’m guessing it’s because the glasses are at least two prescriptions old. Vision changes are sometimes a side-effect of chemotherapy. Yesterday, I went to … Continue reading Cancer in 2018 America
Gratitude in Suffering
Suffering and Gratitude Today was the first of the next four Taxol chemotherapy sessions I will have over the next eight weeks. The first four A/C chemotherapy sessions have been emotionally, physically and spiritually grueling. Three weeks ago after my third A/C, I contracted severe illness and complications including toxic granulation, anisocytosis, macrocytosis, stomatocytes and … Continue reading Gratitude in Suffering
Because Love and Trust Live in Honesty
A well-meaning friend demands that it’s time I cut my hair. She starts right in on my second chemo morning. She continues throughout chemo day. She doesn’t let up. She is certain she knows what’s best for me because she’s researched this, so of course she knows exactly what I need to do. I drown … Continue reading Because Love and Trust Live in Honesty
Organic Cancer and Whataburger
My Momma is cracking up herself up in my kitchen. “Organic mustard?” “Why does your mustard need to be organic?”” Momma is staying here with me because we are meeting with the Liver Specialist later this afternoon, the brilliant MD who will advise us on how he believes that I best need to navigate and … Continue reading Organic Cancer and Whataburger
Life In Introspection 