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Tag Archives: acupuncture
reflections on the season
Two days shy of Christmas, and I finally have a moment to catch my breath. Five nights with my parents as house guests; a blizzard; house-hunting; last minute gifts; news of my clean and clear CA125. It’s been an eventful few … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Life After Cancer, running
Tagged "Breathe" (U2), 10K, 5K, acupuncture, blizzard, CA125, Christmas, depression, hibernation, holidays, Merrells, Pumas, rock-climbing, running, Thanksgiving, winter of my discontent, Wyoming, Zoloft
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widening the embrace
I have never thought of myself as having an addictive personality. In general, I can moderate my intake of things that are bad for me (ice cream, alcohol, television), and can avoid becoming obsessed with things that are good for … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Life After Cancer
Tagged acupuncture, Anne, cancer, Cookie Monster, Dr. Freud, First Descents, Hollywood, Indian food, Jackson Hole, Joe, Love Sponge, Pf, Rachel, raiding the kitchen, Texas Hold 'em, treatment
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sliced and diced
Every so often, usually when I am falling asleep, waking up, or lying on the table getting acupuncture, half-conscious, I am gripped by a feeling of pure, unadulterated incredulity about the fact of my cancer. More specifically, I think about … Continue reading