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Roid Rage

In the last few months, I’ve lost my hair, my taste for spicy food, a section of my right breast. But this is more of an indignity and painful than anything I’ve experienced.

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My Daughter Shaved My Head

The intimacy between us that day was the same intimacy we had when I used to wash her little locks of hair when she was a baby. And hold her tighter than tight when she was scared. Pure intimate moments don’t come often between parents and teens.

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F#&k You, Cancer

I didn’t need cancer to change my life. To not sweat the small stuff. To value my relationships, my husband, my family.
I was already doing all of that.

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The Girl In The Car

I wanted to be that girl. Have that hair. Touch that dog’s lip. Go wherever it was that she was going because any where would be better than where I was going. I was going to mark myself with the first visible sign that I have cancer.

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One Month Since This All Started

I've learned so much. How to nap. Beginning meditation. Tricks on what to eat. What to keep in your purse at all time (Zofran, antacid, Tylenol and snacks.) That Smooth Move tea really works but 14 hours after you drink it, you should be close to a nice toilet.

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HER2 Positive Breast Cancer and My Treatment Plan

Life will go on around me while I'm in treatment and I’ve vowed to myself to make sure that I am an active part in that life. I’ve come to terms that I’m going to miss a few of them. And that’s okay.

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That Morning When I Was Hungover and Found a Tumor

I was soaping up my boobs and felt a hard lump under my right nipple. I felt like I had been shocked. My hand dropped away and I muttered "Fuck."

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