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"
Post Archives from the ‘Breast Cancer’ Category
“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"
Last Saturday, Arielle and I got to meet a wonderful family: Tami Boehmer, her husband Mike, and their lovely daughter Chrissy. Tami comes to the Chicago area once a month for a clinical trial. We agreed to meet at a restaurant for dinner in Skokie, IL. I’ve been a fan of Tami’s since I first became acquainted with her blog, and awhile ago, I … Continue reading the story "Virtual Families Face to Face"
This week, someone I know told me her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer a few weeks ago. She described this experience as a rollercoaster, a very fitting metaphor, and then asked for my advice. My first thought was, “Damn, another person diagnosed with this beastly disease.” My second thought was to offer some advice she and her mother would find helpful. So I gave … Continue reading the story "Tips for the Newly Diagnosed"
At the airport’s security check, I approach the body scanner with trepidation, knowing about the vow I took years ago: if confronted with such a machine, I would refuse a full body scan. After all, I’ve had my share of scans, thank you very much. I certainly don’t need one with the general voyeuristic public looking on. And I certainly don't want TSA and airport security employees seeing … Continue reading the story "T&A at the TSA"
When first diagnosed with breast cancer, I felt a range of emotions including anger, terror, panic, sadness, grief — and the need to pray. But not in the way you might imagine. Rather than pray for my own life, my prayer went something like this: “Please don’t let anyone else in my family get cancer. Let it just be me.” Not pleading for my own … Continue reading the story "Family Matters"