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AYA Cancer
Move Over Deet
In late winter / early spring of 2016, at the age of 35, I was diagnosed with stage 3 colorectal cancer. This, along with the surgery and 12 rounds of a chemotherapy called FOLFOX were a complete surprise.
Read More...The Reverse Mullet Undercut
My hair was my thing. Long, luscious, naturally straight, and easy to style. All my life I really took it for granted how beautiful and effortless it was.
Read More...Perpetually Healing
For me, side effects are just that, to the side of it all. Brain cancer wrecked my body. From night one in the ICU until I was transferred to inpatient rehab 7 weeks later, everything from daily hygiene, dressing, eating, were all done for me.
Read More...The Red Angel
The Red Devil she’s called, A drug so potent, She kills the cancer, Wreaking havoc all over, She kills and she kills, The good and the bad, My blood counts drop, They never stood a chance
Read More...The Gift That Keeps On Giving
During treatment one of the “surprise” side effects was Clostridioides Difficile (C-Diff) which is pretty extreme diarrhoea, combined with feeling awful – sometimes hard to identify amongst the constant nausea from my weekly chemo.
Read More...A Farewell to Pregnancy
“There are many ways to be a mother.” My doctor is sitting across from me, his eyes looking directly into mine. I am in an exam room with my husband and sister.
Read More...The Weight of Thank You
In seventeen years of living with cancer, I have met an extraordinary entourage of people. Some have flitted in and out of my life like butterflies, delicate and fleeting, while others have remained, steadfast and unyielding as granite boulders.
Read More...I Was Made for This
My cancer journey has been arduous but not impossible. Everytime I walk six steps, I feel like my body is taking five steps back. Oftentimes it is.
Read More...name and date of birth
heads turn, sign and initial your bracelet, wait in the lobby, your name is called bloodwork, take your shoes off, get on the scale, name and date of birth
Read More...My Magical Escape
Once upon a time, I was a kid who played with dolls and princesses and watched Disney VHS tapes on repeat. Yep, I said it, VHS, no streaming at the drop of a hat or instant gratification, just the small collection of tapes you got as gifts on Christmas or your birthday.
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