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Tag Archives: cancer
shine on
When my husband and I moved into the house we have been renting for the last three and a half years, our heads promptly filled with visions of the happy life we would live here, even the family we would … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Family, music, running
Tagged anxiety, back deck, Ben Franklin Bridge, blizzard, cancer, comfort, Cooper River Park, freakout, gardening, guardian angel, Iva, music, New Jersey, Pink Floyd, Planet Cancer, Queens, real estate, Shine on You Crazy Diamond, snow, yoga
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running doesn’t cure cancer (but i’m going to run anyway)
When cancer struck, I went from being fit and active (not obsessively so, but I biked with enthusiasm and hit the gym three or four times a week) to being completely inert. Not just inert, but sliced, diced, poured out … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Life After Cancer, running
Tagged 10K, 5K, 70 percent rule, cancer, chemo, climbing stairs, Delaware Avenue, fitness, half-marathon, limits, neuropathy, panic attack, running, sneakers, treadmill, vertigo, walking the dog
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the wanting comes in waves
In a post a few weeks back, I was thinking about the injustice of a world in which people who are unable or unwilling to raise children continue to produce babies at an often-alarming rate, while people like me get totally fucked out … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Family, Life After Cancer, Work
Tagged adoption, baby shower, balancing act, cancer, children, communication, evil, fate, friends, injustice, irony, North Philly, Peru, rage
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there’s something wrong with this picture
Panic – mild and fleeting, but noticeable nonetheless – paid me an unexpected visit early this afternoon. This seemingly unshakable feeling of optimism and positivity has cloaked me for months now. I have felt invincible, buoyant. It’s been amazing. But … Continue reading
Posted in Life After Cancer, Work
Tagged cancer, child abuse, child welfare, children, cornflakes, injustice, panic, time, Work
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on becoming a cancer fairy godmother
Last night’s brutal Phillies loss makes Friday seems about a million years ago. Perhaps I should have made an attempt to commit that day’s thoughts to writing earlier, but now – Sunday afternoon, with time further warped due to the … Continue reading
Posted in Baseball, cancer, Life After Cancer
Tagged cancer, daylight savings, diagnosis, fairy godmother, fear, First Descents, Imerman Angels, Phillies, recurrence, uncertainty, Zen-like, Zoloft
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still champions: a look back at the ’08 phils (and emily)
Last night – sometime after 2 AM Eastern Time – my beloved Phillies pulled out an extremely improbable win against the Colorado Rockies in a pivotal Game Three of the NLDS. I finally drifted off to sleep just as Matt … Continue reading
Posted in Baseball, cancer, Life After Cancer, Philadelphia
Tagged "fuck yeah", beating the odds, Brad Lidge, cancer, champions, chemo, Jamie Moyer, Matt Stairs, NLDS, Philadelphia, Phillies, playoffs, Ryan Howard, Scott Franzke, World Series
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three month check-up
It’s that time again. Three-month check-up tomorrow. With each successive quarterly interval, I have found myself slightly less anxious. There is less of a sense of foreboding. I no longer see the designated date from weeks and weeks away, looming … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Life After Cancer
Tagged anxiety, bald, bloodwork, cancer, check-up, First Descents, hair, Jackson Hole, liver, routine, stirrups
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the sounds
I have long suspected that the reason I love music so much is because I lack a strong sense of smell. For most people, the conventional wisdom is that smell is the primary trigger for memory. Something else must be … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Life After Cancer
Tagged cancer, city life, Flippy Floppy, friends, gardening, Hottie Bucks, Jackson Hole, Kings of Leon, knitting, memory, music, noise, suburbs, the Sounds, TLA
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go with what you know
Today, I took a trip part-way down the rabbit hole with one of my clients, a lost and disturbed young man who seems to be, with each passing day, losing his grip on reality. His story, though by no means … Continue reading
Posted in Life After Cancer
Tagged Albert Einstein, cancer, career, child welfare, insanity, Limbo, suffering
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been there, done that
Tomorrow, my cousin’s wife will be starting chemo for breast cancer. She was diagnosed a few months ago and has already undergone a partial mastectomy. When I learned about her illness, I posted briefly over at my Planet Cancer page … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Family, Life After Cancer
Tagged buttinsky, cancer, Cancer Cape, chemo, control, fear, Jackson Hole, Planet Cancer
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