The Bad Charades Game

If you ever want to know what chemo brain is like then just picture yourself trying to play a terrible game of charades where absolutely no one gets you. Lately I have been struggling to find words I never would have struggled with prior to cancer. At times I can laugh it off and say,…… Continue reading The Bad Charades Game

We Don’t Need Your Random Treatments You Found on the Internet

I could fix world hunger with the amount of random advice I have been given that would cure my cancer.  I think the one that told me that I should do all herbal medicines because that’s what her mother did even though she died six months later likely took the cake for me early on…… Continue reading We Don’t Need Your Random Treatments You Found on the Internet

Few of My Favorite Things, Post and During Cancer

I was blessed with some pretty amazing cancer care packages from some pretty epic friends.  Friends that either walked the path before me, those that researched what others found useful, and those that knew I could use a warm hat or scarf to see me through my journey.  Today I will take you through a…… Continue reading Few of My Favorite Things, Post and During Cancer

The Cancer Pottery Wheel

If you’ve never taken a piece of clay and thrown it onto a pottery wheel to create a masterpiece, I encourage you to do so!  In my time I have done that very thing and I can think of a time in particular where I just couldn’t get it right and I kept starting over…… Continue reading The Cancer Pottery Wheel

Where Did the Chemo Highs Go

Just like a good rain, sunshine usually follows.  Chemo was much the same.  It had it’s chemo dips and then those dips parted ways for what I refer to as the chemo highs.  Those were the days were I felt GOOD, like really good, like so good that I could clean the whole house, wash…… Continue reading Where Did the Chemo Highs Go

The Unveiling

Since February it’s been like a religion to cover up my head with something.  I embraced scarves early on and it was about the only thing you would have caught me in, sprinkled in with a few hand made hats.  Once my hair started to grow a little I embraced the wig that I swore…… Continue reading The Unveiling

The Parents Who Show Up

I wouldn’t begin to know what it is like to have the parents who show up for cancer. Let me just repent on the language that I am about to use in this blog post because it is literally going to get real here in just a minute.  I haven’t mentioned my parents much, if…… Continue reading The Parents Who Show Up