100,000. The number of hair follicles on the average human head. It is day 27 of my chemo treatment. I was told all of my hair would fall out on Day 16. I was told this would be the worst year of my life. Cancer has already taken 3 body parts from me (two breasts,… Continue reading Reb 100,000 vs Cancer 3

It’s the day after Thanksgiving, our “Elf on the Shelf” has arrived (narrowly escaping my chemo brain!), along with our holiday spirit, a wee bit o’ seasonal stress, and ’tis officially the Christmas season for those who celebrate. So…in honor of the upcoming festivities, I am making one small departure from my typically cancer-related blog… Continue reading The Santa question…fa la la la YIKES!

November 25, 2105 …it’s happening. Prior to cancer, I already had enough quirky idiosyncrasies conspiring to make me feel ancient. I refuse to read books from pages I can’t physically turn, I persist in referring to 6th-8th grades as “junior high school.” I stare, jaw to the floor in gaping awe, as my moderately more… Continue reading Chemo brain…

October 22, 1015 My extremely dear, long-time friend, and amazingly talented writer/blogger, Kim Forde, honored me with this piece about my cancer story.

October 30, 2015 After another infection and unexpected surgery set me back a bit last week, I’m finally up and at em again, and rallying the inner troops. Like the spunky middle sister of my favorite childhood show, determined not to be overshadowed by her effortlessly successful older sister (Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!), I got my… Continue reading The Jan Brady of Cancer

October 22, 2015 As some of you know I had yet another set back today with an infection and spent the night in the hospital ER with one of my two amazing warrior sisters, Paula (I also have an amazing brother and parents). This was one of my toughest days yet for many reasons and… Continue reading Can I Get Some Butter With that Popcorn, Doctor?

November 11, 2015 If you live nearby and see me around town, for your own safety, do not look directly into my eyes. Medusa is alive and well in Fairfield as I am unable to brush or apply any products or heat to my hair during this cold cap process. Anyone recall the episode from “Friends” when… Continue reading Medusa

November 5, 2015 So my first chemo treatment was Monday, and with our attempt to salvage my hair using penguin cold caps, it was quite a sideshow circus act to say the least. My “chemo/save the hair” team consisted of my younger sister Paula (APRN and overall crisis rockstar – for medical coverage), my hubby… Continue reading Payback is a Frozen B….