with complete Dear Michaela blog
On a recent blog entry, someone finished their comment with, "See you next month!" I had to think about that for a minute. Did someone think I wrote monthly blogs? Then it hit me. It's October. Next month is November. The anniversary of Michaela's kidnapping. Can I tell you how much I don't want to... Continue Reading →
Since you asked (really, you did!), I am still alive. And things are looking up a little bit. Winter was long and hard. It was cold and wet, it was filled with sickness and injuries in my household. I had a major identity crisis, which has alllllmost been resolved. You probably will not believe this,... Continue Reading →
I had my regular check-up with my oncologist yesterday. I have these every three months, and they basically consist of blood tests, a chat and a physical exam, checking lymph nodes, etc. It is now a year and a half since I finished treatment, and at every checkup I get a reassuring, "everything looks good,"... Continue Reading →
I have chosen the word to set my intention for 2019. FEARLESS. Now just give me a moment to pop an Ativan and I'll tell you all about it. I chose this word because I have started out this year a great big giant bundle of fear, and I'm done with it. I thought about... Continue Reading →
What is needed right here is a big eyes-crossed emoticon. But I'm too tired to find one, so you will have to make it up in your head. This has been one crazy week. On the bad side, my neck/shoulder pain has continued. I finally was able to figure out that it happens whenever pressure... Continue Reading →
I can't believe I have completed six days of radiation therapy already. That means only 19 days to go. Last treatment is scheduled for September 12th. And I have done nothing that I wanted to do, like take my laptop and go to a coffee shop to write for awhile after therapy. There have been... Continue Reading →
In nine days I will have finished chemotherapy. It has not been nearly what I'd feared it would be. The side effects were subtle. The nausea was fairly easily controlled with medication. I got one mouth sore, and my fingertips cracked and peeled. I have a tiny bit of nerve damage in three fingertips on... Continue Reading →
One of my blogs is about to disappear, and in the interest of saving it I am coping some of my previous posts into this blog. This post was from July 6, 2015. It is 6:30 in the morning on my day off work, and I am here, awake. I have a lot of feelings... Continue Reading →
The title of this blog was taken from a Facebook status posted by the associate pastor of our church. He and his wife are currently experiencing a heartbreaking situation, as she is pregnant with a baby who is not expected to survive more than a few hours after birth. What is in their minds and... Continue Reading →
