Monthly Archives: March 2011

Today was a good day. Today, I learned that my 4 cm tumor has already shrunk to about 1 cm in diameter and now looks more like an ulcer or small lesion than a threatening mass.  That means the chemo/radiation … Continue reading →

Cancer is not who I am. I’m no longer in treatment every day, but I’m still conscious of the fact that this insidious little collection of cells is inside my body.  There are times when some distraction helps me to … Continue reading →

Today, I’m reading about mitosis (that’s cell division, if you remember your high school biology).  It’s a complicated and fascinating process, requiring a series of intermediate steps.  As part of the process leading up to mitosis, a cell has to … Continue reading →

Now that I’m starting to feel like myself again, and I have about nine solid weeks before surgery, I’m thinking about how best to use that time to be sure I’m as strong as possible – both physically and emotionally … Continue reading →

Well.  I spent the past six weeks insisting that I felt more or less unchanged by the chemo/radiation regimen, apart from some mild fatigue and occasional nausea.  But now that I feel myself turning the corner and approaching something like … Continue reading →

I don’t really know what to think today. In the past few days, thousands of people in the Middle East have been killed in the midst of passionate political violence.  Thousands of people died or were left homeless in Japan … Continue reading →

The timing of this process sometimes feels very strange.  Part of me wants to celebrate reaching the end of Phase I of treatment, but the end of the line is still far, far away.  I won’t be finished with my … Continue reading →

Welcome, if you’ve arrived here after the migration from my original blog site!  As soon as I can convince my brain to work at something closer to full speed again, I’ll have new posts up.  Thanks for sharing the adventure … Continue reading →

I’d like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Eleanor. She’s been living with me five days a week for the past month and a half.  When I first came home with the pump, I was trying to … Continue reading →

It turns out there’s this very real phenomenon that people call “chemo brain.”  It feels a great deal to me like what my friends and I have been calling “Mommy brain” for the past few years: a general sort of … Continue reading →