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Cancer
The Second Battle: Rebuilding After Cancer
We spend more than a year—sometimes even longer—fighting every day for our lives through cancer. Then, in remission, our bodies remain on high alert, bracing for the next blow.
Read More...Surviving Survivorship
No one prepared me for survivorship. No one braced me for how much harder surviving cancer would be than it ever was fighting it. No one told me it would be impossible to reclaim a life that once existed before cancer crudely intruded.
Read More...Cancer Molded Me
I don’t like talking about what I have lost from cancer because it is an enormous reminder that some abnormal cells in my body that I created, which are so tiny, have had such a humongous impact on my life forever.
Read More...Cancer Never Ends
I’ve never felt right calling myself a cancer survivor. I say it because it is the most common term people understand. I do not wish to be a dictionary for terminology when I choose to share my experience.
Read More...I Am Not a Cancer Story
When I was diagnosed with Ewing Sarcoma almost ten years ago, I wasn’t surprised. You see, the film adaptation of The Fault in Our Stars was released a few months prior.
Read More...What People Need to Know About Cancer
AYA Cancer Awareness week was April 7-11. About 89,000 adolescents and young adults (ages 15-39) are diagnosed with cancer across the United States each year according to the National Cancer Institute, and in 2022 I was one of those young adults diagnosed with cancer.
Read More...The Scars Are Not Only on My Body but in My Mind
The scars cancer left behind are not only ones that are on the surface but go much deeper. The scars that cancer left can’t always be seen. Yes, you can look at my body and see on my chest and neck where a port once was placed. You can look even closer at my body […]
Read More...When Does It Get Better?
Cancer didn’t just change my body; it reshaped my soul. My husband joked that I was “Chelsey 2.0” after my first cancer treatment ended—a newer, better version of myself.
Read More...Moles and Monsters
I had to have a mole removed recently. Not so much a mole mole as a splotch, a flat, discolored smudge about the size of a nickel, borderless and nearly inconspicuous among the follicles.
Read More...Cancer and Domestic Abuse: My Story
I thought I knew who I was, what my purpose was, what love was, and what trust was. Turns out, sadly, I had no idea all along.
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