All Done! All of my radiation have been finished. Sadly, they had another setback. I honestly wouldn't have beem bummed so much, except they made me go back come back to the hospital, and wouldn't let me leave for days ( Read more... )

Actually written approximately June 25, 2011On June 15, I had my first radiation treatment, and everything seemed to be going well. I lay down on the sofa to read email for a bit. At 6:30, I had an excruciating headache. I attempted to eat dinner at 7, and took my steroid pill (protecting my brain from swelling after radiation) - but immediately ( Read more... )

Had my trip, and it was lovely...except for the fact I was in pain 10-15 hours a day, and the pain kept wandering around, so I never knew what to expect the next morning. I *think* I'm glad we went; we really did see some beautiful sites, but I more than once can close to just flying home, and letting B decide whether to come with me, or just drive ( Read more... )

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I just learned about the Army of Women, a project of the Dr. Susan Love Research Foundation, funded by the Avon Foundation, to help recruit both healthy women and women with breast cancer for research studies that aim to learn more about how to prevent or curtail the disease, or how to ease survivors' post-treatment symptoms. (Men who have been ( Read more... )

It has been more than a decade since B and I went on a vacation more than a long weekend, and this chemo break definitely calls for a Road Trip ( Read more... )

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So my hip just keeps getting worse (joy!), to the point that I can't cut my own toe nails on that foot. My partner now cuts my toe nails, just on that foot. She feels all awkward about it, and afraid she's going to cut off one of my toes, but she does it. Some days, when I'm at my stiffest, she puts on my sock on that foot. And (this gets her ( Read more... )

Can you tell me why? Cuz I don't know why *I*'m watching it ( Read more... )

The Liam Neeson movie?

Oh My God! I can't remember a clearer, more hideous obvious Marty Stu In My Life! Geez, beginning to end, I was continuously embarrassed for (the writer), Luc Besson. Poor guy -- no one understood how important his job was, how the world depended on him while he was away from his family, and how, if they'd just give him a ( Read more... )