Journal

On Friday Ted and I met with Dr. Wallin, my surgeon.  I miss my old surgeon, Dr. Medwell.  We understood each other. He was sarcastic like me and didn’t...

Maggie, from my insurance company called me Thursday to say that the MRI has been approved.  Lovely.  Just great.  I managed to get it schedule for Wednesday even though...

Wednesday, Feb. 24th Things are wacky this time.  Ten years ago, I was diagnosed on Labor Day and started chemo and radiation on Sept. 27th.   In those three weeks,...

There are NO new developments in this post. I do not have dates for PET scans or doctor’s visits.  Feel free to skip right over this post 🙂 I’m sharing...

Seattle had quite a bit of snow the other day.  Given I have a young dog we were out on our early morning 5-mile walks regardless.  One of the...

Of course the biopsy came back malignant. That was not a surprise. I have moments of acceptance, moments of denial and moments of extreme fear. I just don’t want...

Feb. 2nd. Today is a hard day. I woke up so angry.  So angry it surprised me.  Yesterday I was supposed to hear about a biopsy that a doctor...

I attend a couple of different ally-ship/anti-racism groups every month. Mostly these are helpful. On one of them last week we started to talk about accountability. “Good!” I thought....

I remember waking up the day after Drumpf got elected. I remember not wanting to open my eyes, to not wake up to the new reality. I remember the...

The attack on the Capitol on January 6th was a glaring display of white supremacy working exactly as designed. And despite knowing that our government and police forces are...