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What Cancer Feels Like

Reboot Required: This Is Not How I Want To Live

Posted by on Apr 12, 2013 in Cancer Healing, Love + Relationship, What Cancer Feels Like | 4 comments

My-neighbor-the-doctor posted a piece today on the words we use to describe our relationship to illness and disease. Battling cancer. He gave it a good fight. Bring out the big guns. Help fight cancer! I’ve always hated the war words. They never felt right. I reposted the piece (go here and read it) and added: I am not battling cancer or fighting cancer. I am learning to LIVE. Cancer just happens to be part of the path I’m on to get there. I’m such a fucking liar. Okay, back...

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Scan Day Results — Full Moon Edition

Posted by on Mar 27, 2013 in Cancer Goddess, What Cancer Feels Like | 6 comments

Yesterday was Scan Day. For those of you who have ever had worrisome alien things happening in your body or the body of someone you love, you know what Scan Day means. For the rest of you, well, Scan Day is a test. A Life Test. Remember your SATs? Number 2 pencils, a graphing calculator, weeks of nailbiting. At some point you leave the whole thing in someone else’s hands because you have no choice. The test is over. You did how you did. No going back. But when the results envelope comes...

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Niblets and Old Lady Arms

Posted by on Mar 18, 2013 in Cancer Goddess, Cancer Healing, What Cancer Feels Like | 4 comments

In the April of your 49th year, your breasts will slide down your chest. It won’t happen all at once, but there will be a day where you will wake up to find that your left breast isn’t where you left it last night. No, your left breast will have fled south for warmer climes (it will head for Mexico but stop short of your waist). Your right breast will follow its mate not long after. Two deflated sagging pancakes pasted to your chest. You will sigh with dismay, wonder whether you are...

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Fake it ’til you make it

Posted by on Mar 5, 2013 in Cancer Goddess, What Cancer Feels Like | 3 comments

Oh, holy hell. This cancer thing is HARD WORK. Pain everywhere, most of the time. The kind of tired that naps don’t fix. Vats of bitter green juice. 50-pound bags of carrots. Brain fuzz. Suckage of all kinds. I’m super tired of it. Fuck cancer. OPTION A — Give up, give in, die die die. Okay, fine. My Kahuna cringes when I mention this as an option. However! We must keep no stone unturned. What’s so bad about dying? I dunno, except I’m not ready to. So back off, Scary...

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