I was going to call this post “Cancer Maintenance”, but then I realized that made no sense because I HAVE NO CANCER. It still makes me feel so happy to type that.  Cancer free. NED.  No evidence of disease. ::Frolick and happy dance commence.:: I’m in a routine right now for NED maintenance: I see Dr. Wonderful, my oncologist and the quarterback of...

Dr. Razzle came into the exam room today and asked, “So, do you have a blog?” “Erm, yeees.”  I’m starting to feel very uncomfortable that this question has come up twice in the last week. “Do you call me Dr. Razzle on your blog?” Me, sort of mortified, “Yes!  How do you know that?!”  I’ve given Drs....

Today I had my favorite kind of appointment with Dr. Wonderful: the kind where we hardly discussed cancer at all.  We briefly talked about my cancer-y bullet points, and it occurred to me it might be time for a medical update: -I see Dr. Wonderful (oncologist) weekly.  I get Herceptin every week through my port.  I’m still a regular in the Chemo Room, even...

It’s official. I’m the rebel in the family.  (Ha!  Seriously.  HA!) I got a tattoo today. Its a constellation of seven stars across my ribcage.  It looks like a random placement of dots, but I know it has greater purpose and meaning and beauty.  My tattoo is another marker of my journey. Stars are my favorite shape.  I was raised in a family of five.  My...

I drive from my house to the hospital, making allowances for traffic on the highway, construction traffic, university traffic, and hospital construction traffic.  I park in the parking garage, and take two different elevators, one up, walk three hallways over, then a different one down.  I arrive in the Radiology suite, and I swipe my ID bar code under the scanner...