Monthly Archives: October 2010

no line on the horizon

Following my hysterectomy in the early days of winter, 2008, my oncologist presented us with two treatment “options.”  In my haze and numbness, I was largely unable to absorb information; Mike became my eyes and ears, as well as my … Continue reading

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a twisted blessing

Two weeks ago, my delicious colonoscopy revealed no evidence suggestive of cancer, but something about my appendix struck my doctor as a bit curious.  In the spirit of hyper-vigilance with which I am now and forever to be monitored – … Continue reading

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never relent: thoughts on game six

I could never/Give it up/I could never relent/And I can’t/Wait to see/ What will happen/To me next I will take my chances/’Cause anything can happen/I don’t believe it’s over/’Cause anything can happen Neil and Tim Finn Increasingly, over the past … Continue reading

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when the hangover strikes

During law school, my husband often talked about the hangover that would strike after the extreme stress and pressure of preparing for exams.  You focus, you strain, you concentrate so hard, and once the exams are over, you find yourself … Continue reading

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these things help

I am generally averse to lists.  But on a Friday afternoon, shorthand is useful.  And since I spent last evening processing my pre-scope anxiety in a rather more flowerly fashion than I’d originally intended, let me try to break it … Continue reading

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dreams, whiplash and pre-scope anxiety (oh my!)

It is expected and logical that the eve of two surveillance scopes (lower and upper GI in a delicious one-two punch) would find me in a somewhat heightened state of anxiety. The psychological whiplash goes something like this: Spend an … Continue reading

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