Monthly Archives: February 2014

Good day yesterday, good day today

Good day yesterday, good day today.  Good day yesterday because, although pathology showed that most of the 28 lymph nodes dissected were diseased, my CT and Bone Scan were both clear.  Huge sigh of relief.  So basically my lymph system … Continue reading

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The Nurse Left Work at Five O’Clock

NPR periodically holds a contest for writers called “Three-Minute Fiction.”  They provide a prompt and limit you to 600 words.  A well-known author judges the entries.  I entered once.  I did not win. No surprise there.  Then when I read … Continue reading

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He gave me permission to cry

He gave me permission to cry, beautiful brown eyes above his surgical mask and lyrical Indian accent behind it.  He took my hands and introduced himself as Dr. Gemignani’s fellow.  Until then I’d not cried at all about having breast … Continue reading

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Cancer has not invaded my brain

Cancer has not invaded my brain, as far as I know.  Yet my brain is most definitely affected.  Last weekend, as moving from diagnosis to treatment was taking forever, I villanized my doctor at Sloan. When I called her it … Continue reading

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Life-changing experience

Life-changing experience is a phrase usually associated with something good that happens, although every once in a while you hear about people who have something bad happen to them describe it as life-changing because experiencing the bad made them appreciate … Continue reading

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You are such a disappointment

“You are such a disappointment,” my husband said referring to my newly diagnosed breast cancer.  Although it might not sound like that would be a funny thing for someone to say, anyone who knows Fletcher can imagine this phrase, coming … Continue reading

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In my dream last night

In my dream last night, as I lay in bed a two-inch tall me ran up my torso and kicked the lump in my breast repeatedly, shouting “mother-fucker” over and over.  My two-inch twin, or Tit as I’ve come to … Continue reading

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If not now, when?

If not now, when? Writing is something I love to do but rarely make time for.  I’ve fantasized about a post-retirement writing career. But, too soon, I find myself on an extended medical leave with a racing brain and nimble … Continue reading

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