In my last post I discussed my possible lung damage from radiation therapy for breast cancer. I am still hoping for the courage to accept this possibility. Someday I will accept that I made the best medical decision I could have, given the misinformation I was given about radiation’s so-called “safety.” Today is not that day. Frankly, I’m having difficulty with acceptance. I am angry … Continue reading the story "“Safe,” My Ass"
Post Archives from the ‘Breast Cancer’ Category
I don’t remember all my cancerversary dates. But I remember December 26 all too well. Like it was yesterday. It was the beginning of my cancer nightmare. Weeks before this date, I found a weird-but-subtle dimple on my right breast during my monthly breast self exam. My doctor said “It is probably nothing,” but he wrote a referral for a diagnostic mammogram “just to be on the … Continue reading the story "Twelve Twenty-Six"
These are the words I recently heard from a medical assistant at a neurologist’s office. After providing my extensive paperwork that listed all the medications I was taking, as well as my medical history, this girl was irritating the hell out of me. She kept asking for information that I clearly stated on the medical … Continue reading the story "‘I Bet You’re Proud You Beat Cancer’"
I have many pet peeves in Cancerland. During my diagnosis and treatment, people told me to stay positive. Well, this advice harmed me, as I needed to cry and feel miserable. Those who told me to stay positive negated my fears and denied my feelings. Other individuals spouted that God couldn’t give me more than … Continue reading the story "‘Everything Happens for a Reason’"
Once upon a pre-breast cancer time, a physician paid me a high compliment. “You do better breast exams than most doctors,” he said. And I think he was right. Every month I performed the same ritual: a thorough breast self-exam, including the look-at-your-breasts-in-the-mirror test. Although I always dreaded the idea of something possibly being wrong, I examined my breasts thoroughly and regularly. Until a breast self exam … Continue reading the story "Re-Acquainting Myself With the Breast Self Exam"
I recently met with advisors regarding financial planning, something so many ordinary people ordinarily do. These gentlemen seemed to care about me, as they assessed my current financial status and my future financial plans. But, of course, there’s a sales pitch. There always is. They recommended I purchase excellent, fantastic, stupendous life insurance. Although I have life insurance at my place of employment, these advisors suggested I obtain … Continue reading the story "Breast Cancer Is No Slam Dunk"
Truth. That’s what you will find in Nancy Stordahl’s memoir Cancer Was Not a Gift & It Didn’t Make Me a Better Person: A Memoir About Cancer as I Know It. The book’s title is telling: Stordahl exposes the ugliness that breast cancer really is. In a culture of pinkwashing and stories about how breast … Continue reading the story "Cancer Was Not a Gift & It Didn’t Make Me a Better Person: A Review"
Calling the Shots in Your Medical Care is about to launch in just a couple of months. And, with the excitement building, I feel a sense of purpose and urgency and certainty that this is the right time for the book to make its debut. But I haven't been so sure this is the right time to tell Arielle that mommy had breast cancer. As many of … Continue reading the story "Book Launches a Heart-to-Heart Talk"
“Mommy, what’s that?” This week, my prosthesis had fallen out of my specialty bra and fallen into Arielle’s line of vision. **** Stay calm, I thought. I knew I’d eventually tell my daughter the truth about my having had breast cancer. I just didn’t think I’d have to peripherally broach the subject now when she was at the tender age of almost seven. Plus, I was pretty good … Continue reading the story "Pre-Mother’s Day Conversation"