The farther away we are from the last infusion, the better I feel, the closer we are to the next one, CRAP.  The last one, YIPPEE.  I awoke the other day and said to B  “hey, more than half way there” and quickly realized how focused I am on this phase of treatment.  Keeping our…

I’d say things are going ok.  Yesterday I had the pleasure to have a friend I have not seen in too many years drive me to my herbalist and acupuncture appointments, and to get that darn old neulasta shot for my white blood cell production.   It was wonderful spending time and catching up.  Today I…

While the family slept, a friend and fellow kat lover went on a hot pursuit of some kitty furniture.  This friend called a maker of such exquisite works to see what kind of deal she could finagle …in the mean time, others hearing of this mission offered to help raise funds to obtain the goods.  The…

My oldest and very loving, swell and attentive brother sent me an off line comment that I would like to share with permission. “I’d like to talk about the whiplash thing.  I’m in Asia this week, staying in a nice hotel in Singapore, a thriving and very picturesque place.  Went over the bridge to Malaysia…

The people who live with me have quite a job.  They have seen me all calm and serene AND completely unraveled.  They see how the chemicals challenge my composure, my ability to think (to the capacity that I was able to before all this!) and they cannot avoid witnessing the  physical changes.  I can’t imagine what it’s like…

An image finally came to me yesterday in accupuncture.  I originally was calling it “Dig Deep”.   A few days this last week I felt like I was sinking.  The  earth surrounding me is  not devouring, however.  It is a quiet place, where it’s safe to be with sadness and dark.  I am reaching with my hand and…

Not sure why boys need to get quite so specific, especially with someone else’s stuff (see post below).  However, like pregnancy, breast cancer and treatment seem to shine a bright light on just about everything about my body, so what the heck.  At first diagnosis I was saying ‘never have my breasts caused such a…

P has an excuse she after all is getting Chemo.  I on the other hand seem to be suffering Chemo Covade, or else, just disgusting man syndrome.  Dueling Bugle butts have our pre-adolescent in giggles and our girl-teen completely disgusted — which just may be a symptom of girl-teen.  The toots range from Moose bugles…

K sent this comment via email that I wanted to share with permission: P and all, E,  I loved your blog entry and how you looked out over those hills and found some kind of meaning for the steep declines. I never thought that it would be your mother either that would have cancer. I…