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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
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
Posted in Infertility, Life After Cancer, Writing
Tagged American Cancer Society, biking, blog, books, diagnosis, discipline, First Descents, garden, patient memoirs, running, summer, wordpress, Writing
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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
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
Posted in Life After Cancer, running
Tagged (RED), 10K, exercise, Pinelands, rehabilitation, running, stage III ovarian cancer, stamina, strength, Uncle David
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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
Posted in cancer, Life After Cancer, Work
Tagged biking, breast cancer, bungling criminals, cancer family, fate, genetic mutation, guilt, high school, jealousy, middle school, Moab, recurrence, running, unspoken truth
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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
Posted in cancer, Death, Life After Cancer
Tagged grapefruit, head-on collision, HNPCC, injustice, luck, mutation, stage III ovarian cancer, survivor, trenches
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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
Posted in Life After Cancer, running
Tagged air guitar, beer, Cisplatin, end of treatmemt, fatigue, iced coffee, Iva, Jose Cuervo Tradicional, Lucy, Mike's birthday, pizza, poker, proseco, running, Taxol, videos
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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
Posted in Life After Cancer, music, running
Tagged "PLEASE", Andrea, Cooper River, encouragement, gardening, Memorial Day, rehabilitation, Teal Ribbon 5K, U2
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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
Posted in Family, First Descents, Life After Cancer
Tagged 5K, Bald Fox, excitement, First Descents, gardening, Hottie Bucks, love, Mike, rain
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