Ready or Not… the First Look
Thursday, August 13, 2015. This is going down in the books as the day my husband first saw the results of my mastectomy. It’s been four weeks and two days since the surgery. I, myself, went from refusing to look at the wounds to staring in fascination at the flat spot and incision line where
Why You Should Love Your Husband Today
I was sitting on the beach in my little chair looking at my phone. All of a sudden I looked up and saw this… My husband of 15 years and my 11 year old daughter, both with their hands on their hips, waiting to catch the next wave. My heart swelled and I thought, “I
Parenting with Cancer
There are certain things that seem to have disappeared during this cancer journey, the most alarming of which is my inability to filter my words before I speak. I think it, therefore I say it. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s not. Saul must have the same problem, because he is constantly cracking jokes about catching
Getting Real in the Hotel Lobby
I made it to Myrtle Beach! That was the biggest thing about having the surgery. I didn’t want to miss this family vacation that we have had planned for almost a year, but I also didn’t want to go and end up bringing home a nasty infection as a souvenir. In the end, it all
Fighting Cancer with Kindness
I’ve held the belief for a while now that if you truly want to be happy and feel fulfilled, you have to get your mind off yourself and onto the needs of others. Constant introspection makes your problems bigger, your pain more acute and your life pretty dismal. When you can get out of your
Impromptu Surgery
Remember that surgery I narrowly escaped earlier this week? Yeah, well, it caught me. The doctor reluctantly agreed not to do surgery on Tuesday, but by Thursday it was evident that my wound was going in the wrong direction. I sheepishly texted several very attractive pictures of blood and puss and general yuckiness to my
What’s Normal Anyway?
When I was first diagnosed back in May, Saul and I did everything we could to keep busy. The busier you are, the less time you have to think. It worked pretty well, but I remember every once in a while it would catch up with me. I would be on a fun family adventure
