Tag Archives: magical thinking

fight club

It’s no accident that I haven’t written since my ovarian sister Sarah Feather passed away last month.  I see now how she served as some kind of reference point for me, as if every time I sent my words out to … Continue reading

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when hope is all we have: elizabeth edwards remembered

Everyone has been writing tributes to Elizabeth Edwards over the last twenty-four hours.  The grief which I felt upon learning of her death yesterday was likely no greater than that of anyone else who admired her but never knew her personally.  But it may … Continue reading

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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 cyborg no more (or, so long, chest port)

This morning, I reported to the Pereleman Center at HUP to finally – almost two years after finishing chemotherapy – have my chest port removed.  This small metal disc with the rubbery center and skinny little tube has been nestled … Continue reading

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magical/irrational (CT scan eve)

Tomorrow morning, when I enter the radiology suite at Pennsylvania Hospital, my passport to cancer-land will be stamped yet again.  It’s time for my second CT scan. The first was over the summer, when I was still a little rough … Continue reading

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