Author Archives: Emily

next time, a lollipop

“You’ve been through a lot.” Simple words, uttered by an attending internist I met for the first time this morning, but it was exactly the straight-forward recognition that I look for from people – especially doctors – when they first … Continue reading

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existential crisis

“What, exactly, am I doing?” In recent weeks, this question has been echoing through my mind.  A few possible explanations for this existential crisis:  summertime.  Lately, the heat in Philadelphia has been otherworldly, leaving me wrung out like a dishrag … Continue reading

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back in the saddle, back from the dead

This morning, as I rode my bike through the corner of South Jersey that I now call home, the sound of the cicadas in the trees took me back to a very particular place:  Main Line YMCA day camp, about … Continue reading

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running for my life

A huge box hastily labeled “CANCER STUFF” was finally opened today, one of the last from the April move.  The room it has inhabited since April 9 is at last turning into the study that I have been dreaming of … Continue reading

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mister mean genes (or, expect the unexpected)

Today I have had the surprising experience of someone else’s good news making me feel like shit.  Are we in middle school again?  I recall, quite starkly, a “profound thought” from my high school notes of the same name, which … Continue reading

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the essence of injustice

Other women with ovarian cancer are dying.  Lots of them.  Young women, women my age.  I don’t understand why they are dying and I am not.  I feel a little guilty.  No, a lot guilty.  I am so fucking alive, … Continue reading

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performing cancer

My efforts to explain and unpack my cancer experience have always been narrative, linear.  I try to tell a story – or, lots of little stories – clearly, concisely, and in a way that people can connect with and understand. … Continue reading

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TWO YEARS ON: TO LIFE

In an attempt to measure the journey of the last two years, let me try to qualify different kinds of exhaustion.  Today, I am, I admit, a bit wiped out.  Last night, in celebration of Mike’s birthday as well as … Continue reading

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up off my knees

This morning on my run, less than ten minutes in, one of my favorite U2 songs, “PLEASE,”  came up on the shuffle.  As I strode along the now-familiar north side of Cooper River, these lyrics struck me:  “So you never … Continue reading

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small steps, big love

Last week, my wonderful friend and gardening guru, Judy, came over to our new house.  It was a saturated, sunless late afternoon, so we were limited to drinking tea, standing in the sun room and surveying the back yard.  I … Continue reading

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