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...

I had a scary experience this week. I went to my Oncology appointment on Monday, and mentioned a lump I found under my armpit while trying to stretch my scar tissue.  For four days, I’d been checking it, telling my anxiety that it is more likely to be nothing than something; I refused to let my anxiety rule my thoughts.  My left armpit is where the three...

It looks like me and my new BFF “Ned” will be very busy.  First we will frolic and spread sparkles around.  Next we will move on to the business of following through with the rest of plan to keep me cancer free. Part of the “Pinch Me” sentiment is that I still feel I am very much in the trenches.  There is still much to be done; in fact, I am...

Three-quarters of the way through our appointment with Dr. Wonderful, this is what he had to say: “The medical term for where you are right now is No Evidence of Disease (NED); there is no measurable cancer in your body.” My eyes fill up involuntarily as I shoot a shocked glance at Brad.  I’m familiar with the NED terminology, and I don’t...

Okay, so there was one surprise in the pathology report. In March, I was diagnosed with advanced cancer in my left breast.  Fairly early on, Brad and I made the decision that I would have both breasts removed because we didn’t want to worry that I would develop cancer in the other breast.  I am thirty-three, and I want fifty more years.  As a cancer survivor,...