Tag Archives: Cancer

Picking up my keys.

Can you fucking believe it? Just when I thought I had escaped the Guys In The White Van, here they come with a left hook to the jaw. Out of the blue. When I least expected it. But, that’s why … Continue reading

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Fighting Pinktober

So, here we are 18 days into Pinktober, and I have not yet vented my spleen. This is causing a backup in psyche-bile, and I have a lot to say. However, (and this is the excuse I am giving for … Continue reading

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Facing the Wall

This being the month of my ‘mastectoversary,’ I’m hyper-aware of the changes that have occurred to my body and psyche since I was kidnapped by The Guys In The White Van. Some of these changes, like spidey senses and being … Continue reading

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Can, Sir or Can’t Sir? A Memorial

Last year at this time, I was diagnosed with DCIS–Ductal Carcinoma In Situ, or Stage 0 Breast Cancer.  In addition, I had other pre-cancerific masses in both breasts.  After thinking about it for about a second, I decided to undergo … Continue reading

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How to Speak to Someone From Cancerland

I’ve been listening to women from Cancerland bitch about how cruely they’ve been spoken to by people who have never been visited by The Guys In The White Van.  Well meaning folk who will say things like, “Wow, you look … Continue reading

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Radioactive, Metastatic?

Well, as the man once said, “it’s not one damn thing after another, it’s the same damn thing over and over.”  In this past week, I have gone from being radioactive for a bone scan to a suspect for the … Continue reading

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The DJ Saved My Life

My mother was listening to a radio show on the prevalence of skin cancer one afternoon in my 17th year. I, being a teenager, found the program to be irrelevant. After all, I was 17. Old people got skin cancer. … Continue reading

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