“Dr. Friend was and is the same Dr. Friend who, after a companionable restaurant dinner on the night I met him, whispered to me that he and his posse loved their pal, Dreamboat, AND by the way, if I hurt Dreamboat, he (Dr. Friend) and his posse would have me killed.”… Read More I TURNED SIDEWAYS: My Cancer History, Episode One
Hi All! In the past two weeks, guess how many people have asked me when my last bowel movement was? I’m not talking about doctors or nurses now. I mean YOU. Thanks for playing along! (Only Dreamboat has asked about my vowel movements.) Unfortunately, I’m back in the hospital this week, having been through a thus-far-unexplained bout of chills, vomiting,… Read More HOW TO TALK TO ME: The Don’ts and Do’s List
So, I was doing my best to keep things balanced… uh, regular… or as uh, regular as possible. Besides, I was being admitted to the hospital to deal with the infection in my left boob, not my digestion.… Read More WHEN WAS YOUR LAST BOWEL MOVEMENT?
Dr. Plastic didn’t like the look of my left fake boob any more than I did. The boob was angry. It had been an angry red for days and there was soreness underneath. This was last week—Tuesday, April 23rd. Dr. Plastic is my fake boob guy. Examining my left fake boob, Dr. Plastic winced. Over the… Read More MY LEFT BOOB
If you read “Life Expectancy,” my first post on this blog, you know that I was diagnosed with Metastatic Breast Cancer. That was in late July of 2018. In early August 2018, on our way to what Dr. Dear, my oncologist, called a “next step” appointment, I made a pledge—aloud to my sister, Angela—not to ask for… Read More MORE LIFE EXPECTANCY, NOT NECESSARILY MORE LIFE
After the Biopsy After the biopsy of the tumor in my shoulder—after the biopsy, the biopsy surgeon’s brusque disappearance, the cheery nurse’s averted eyes–I am sitting on the edge of a hospital bed. The bed is in my hometown hospital, in the central-coast-of-California town where I grew up and still live. I have been sitting… Read More LIFE EXPECTANCY