Do you ever feel like you’re tiptoeing through survivorship? Yeah, me too. As I mentioned in a previous post, it’s been three years since my breast cancer diagnosis. It’s been three years since the shit hit the fan, or to put it more delicately, since the dominoes starting toppling. Actually, the domino effect began in …
Cancer diagnosis
There is much wrong with the pink ribbon, more specifically, what it represents. So actually as I keep saying, it’s not really about pink or ribbons at all. It’s about the overuse/misuse of both that is bothersome to so many. This post isn’t about those pink ribbons, it’s about one tiny pink ribbon that for …
I am a firm believer in the necessity of being one’s own staunchest advocate. This is true for all areas of your life, but it’s vital if you want to receive the best medical care. This is not to say you shouldn’t have trust and faith in your team of medical care providers, but you …
Thank you for reading part one. If you shared about your diagnosis day, thank you. Below, I’m sharing part two about the day I first heard the words, you have cancer, and about my first meeting with oncologist #1. Note: This post is a slightly edited excerpt from my memoir, Cancer Was Not a Gift & …
The following is an excerpt from my memoir – Cancer Was Not a Gift & It Didn’t Make Me a Better Person: A memoir about cancer as I know it.