So, P and I have differnt metaphors for this.  I’m fighting, she’s riding the range rounding up li’l wayward doggies.  I’m on  search and destroy mission.  So my take on chemo is a little bit different too. Mainlining big bags of toxic stuff, that incidently causes you to empty your guts out, and loose your…

“Hey cowgirl, are you ready to round this thing up?”  B’s warm body enshrouded mine as I was blinking the sleep out of my eyes.  The kat-man-budda (our large siamese boy) crawled in with me for an early morning touch.   I got out of bed and put on my boots.  I’m quite a sight with my new…

As we called and emailed loved ones, friends and colleagues, a web of light began like a tapestry around us.  The love mill spreads fast.  I came to appreciate email because although it seems at first impersonal, it tended to give the reader some time to absorb such unexpected information.  Like this blog, we are…

I’m fascinated at my willingness to let a man I just met stick 3 to 4 inch needles in my feet, legs, shoulder, and gut.  There really is no hesitation on my part to balance the world of allopathic medicine with a more intuitive and natural approach.  It’s not even a choice.   It feels so…

Going to a cancer center exposes one to a lot of people, with cancer – imagine that.  Sitting in the waiting room is eye opening — sort of.  People seem to be optimists or pessimists, and a few Buddhists.  The disease perhaps has the potential to transform a person, but, more frequently it seems to…

We attended an hour of education today at the Cancer Center.  It consisted mostly of info about the specific chemo meds that are going to be used (Adriamycin and Cytoxan) and all the possible side effects.   I don’t know, but I would imagine listening to all the possible bodily functions that could misfire, might cause…