One doesn’t get to adulthood without acquiring a few scars, of both the emotional and physical kind. You could be emotionally scarred from a difficult childhood, from being bullied, rejected, dumped or passed over. You could be physically scarred by broken bones, surgeries, regretted tattoos, or self-mutilation. Everyone carries the scars of aging, which include wrinkles, gray hairs […]
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Biopsy Result: Still Cancer-Free Since 1999!
I finally got the biopsy results from my doctor last night. And…. I don’t have cancer! So much relief packed into two little words: “Everything’s okay.” I gave my husband a huge, joy-filled hug, and then started calling and texting my friends and family. There were tears of happiness and relief. It felt so good […]
I Was Radioactive In A Padded Yellow Room
This post is part of a series on cancer. Here are the previous posts: Cancer-Free…But Maybe Not; My Cancer Story; “The Girl With Cancer.” More stories to come, throughout February and possibly into March. A few years ago, I wrote a short story for a writing class where I described a character going through radioactive […]
Cancer Is A Connector: “The Girl With Cancer”
Back when I had cancer, there was no Facebook, no blogging, no Twitter. There was no easy public outlet for my fears and emotions, no simple connector. There were only real people, real conversations, and a high school-aged girl with cancer, unable to express herself through spoken word. I’ve been humbled and gratified by the […]
My Cancer Story
Thank you all for your wonderful responses to Monday’s cancer story series kick-off post, Cancer-Free…But Maybe Not. My biopsy is scheduled for next Monday, and it’ll be up to a week afterward before I hear the results. Several people have asked me how I’m coping with the wait. The answer is: I feel perfectly fine […]
Cancer-Free… But Maybe Not
I’ve been planning this post for several weeks now: a celebratory post and a kick-off to a new blog series. The celebration? I’ve now officially been cancer-free for 15 years. I don’t have an exact date to mark because I didn’t know at the time that it would be the beginning of my remission, but […]