So.  If you had a 10am appointment with your favorite oncologist tomorrow morning, what would you bring as a casual yet fantastic gift for Dr. Wonderful and/or his staff?  (I’m trying to think beyond baked goods and getting nowhere.) Or, if you work in the medical field, is there anything that patients bring in that touches you in more than a sugar high kinda...

I had a hard time finding normal today. My baby sister is here (again/still).  Which is weird, yet awesome. I took Maren to a friend’s Egg Hunt Party (how fun is that?!).  We had a blast and met fun new people and hugged old fun people and it was great.  I didn’t bring Greta because she would have a) just eaten mulch and/or b) hurtled herself off their...

No.  Cancer.  In.  My.  Liver. Dr. Wonderful called today.  He said, “There are no malignancies in your liver biopsy.  This is good news, but we will still watch this area very closely.” I stood on tippie-toes and did a little jig in the grass on my front lawn.  I said, “Thank you for calling and telling me, and that is such great news.” He...

This morning I woke up feeling like me again.  I’ll write more about it later, but right now I am anxious to catch up with my babies, my friends, my piles, my laundry, and all of the other things that heap together and make me, me.  I plan on soaking in this beautiful day.  Joy in cancer?  You betcha.  

I am feeling weebly, wobbley, woozy, and wugged, in the spirit of Dr. Seuss.  Trying to label my feelings, my twinges, my aches: they just sound like whining rather than reporting or sharing.  And, I’m not whiney (believe me, I have two young children, I know what whining sounds like.)  So, I borrow from Seuss and his whimsy.  I am looking after myself to the...