I arrived a little early for radiation number six of thirty today, I so I detoured to the hospital shop to buy more of my thirty-four dollar special radiation cream.  On my way back down the hallway, I watched a little one-year-old jaunting down the hallway wearing skinny jeans and boots.  The little cutie reminded me of Greta; I just loved watching her rock the...

We are on vacation. I love vacation. (Really, what’s not to love?) Our original vacation plans to visit family for the year were cancelled due to my cancer treatment. (We will reschedule that trip when my mom and I are both cancer-free.) I’m taking the stance that the increased anticipation will make it even sweeter. The timing of this trip was dictated...

When I wake up tomorrow morning (Wednesday), it will be my last chemo day.  Sixteen of sixteen. It’s bittersweet.  I’m sad to be leaving the cancer-killing treatment, the comfortable ease I have with my chemo routine, and the friends I have made in what has become “my” chemo room.  I’m happy to say good-bye to the toxins and their side...

I am very much in the rhythm of my new cancer normal, and a big part of my routine is chemo. Maren and Greta go to Phenom’s house.  I think they think it is summer camp.  They love it. I’ve had to take a running hiatus for the last two week: I have an infection in my toe that is exacerbated when I run.  Darn toe.  After two courses of antibiotics, I...

Today was Chemo Tuesday.  I know. It’s so weird.  But tomorrow is the Fourth of July and doctors and nurses like to have holidays with their families too.  So now I am eleven down, five to go.  Wow!  Since all the “Wednesday people” had to mess with their schedule this week, the chemo room was extra busy.  And there were lots of patients I’d...