uphill

It’s time to lose the 25+ lbs that packed on during radiation. Hence the weight loss ticker on the right. First step: accurate scale (done). Second step: athletic shoes.

From tamoxifen to zoladex + femara

Hi all!  Happy New Year!  May 2009 be the year that there are no cancer scares for me or for you or your loved ones!  The good news:  I’m feeling better overall than I have for years, so take heart.

Time away

I’ve been feeling nonverbal lately, so a trip to the country was perfect. And with tulip salad to boot.

tamoxifen and I are NOT the best of friends

Okay, minor suckage for the day – tamoxifen and I are just NOT the best of friends. I’ve bailed on it again, and now, 5 days later, I’m beginning to feel SOOO much better!

Benign is a marvelous word

It really really is.  Feel like I got my life handed back to me.  Love that.

After cancerland :)

from a friend in the UK, responding to me:
” ‘Picking up the pieces after cancer’ must be a very difficult thing to do (says me, who knows nothing) but you know what, it’s a wonderful thing to read. You are PICKING UP and it’s AFTER.

phone #s I know by heart

In this land of one-touch pre-programmed dialing, there are few phone #s that I know by heart.

it’s all right, baby, it’s all right

realize that a year and two days ago your niece tried to tell you that you had cancer. before the mammogram people even called. before there was any way to “know.” ponder this. wonder how we know what we know,

Knock on wood :)

For various reasons here and there, I’ve had a brain MRI, two sinus C/T scans, and a chest C/T scan, all since December.  And the upshot?  ALL CLEAR.  No Evidence of Disease.  No brain mets, no lung mets, no liver mets, no bone mets.  So, nothing left to anxious imaginings – I know.  In cancerland, [...]

the, ahem, hair-do

BTW – I know I longed for hair when I was bald, I know I wished for it daily, but sheesh, I should have been more specific in my wishes. Ok, powers-that-be, here is the genie-specific wish: