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Tag Archives: Planet Cancer
inarticulate speech of the heart
I woke this morning with a singular focus: take a nice long run, hopefully my longest yet, to start the day. For the past two weeks, I have been fighting a losing battle with the cold and dark, and have … Continue reading
Posted in Death, fellow fighters, Life After Cancer, running
Tagged bonds, connection, Death, Facebook, friendship, heartbroken, inarticulate, Planet Cancer, reunion, social networks, sputtering, whiskey
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actually, it kind of IS about the bike
Last weekend marked a huge milestone in my journey away from cancer and back to life. It crept up on me, rather unexpectedly, and left me filled with a lighter-than-air sense of triumph. After cycling seventy-five miles from the outskirts … Continue reading
Posted in cycling, Life After Cancer, Philadelphia, running
Tagged 9/11, causeways, cycling, Johnson's Popcorn, Mack and Manco's, MLK Drive, MS 150 CIty to Shore, neuropathy, Ocean City, Phillies, pierogies, Planet Cancer, port-a-potties, rock-climbing, stage III ovarian cancer, Team Anti-Corp, Turkey Hill ice cream, Utah, Wyoming
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they won’t go gently
My head is in a fog of allergies, moving and other assorted chaos – both internal and external. We are finally in our new home, and I am ecstatic. After just the first few days, life in the swamps of … Continue reading
Posted in Death, Life After Cancer
Tagged adoption, ALL, Cooper River, Death, First Descents, Jazzfest, moving, New Jersey, Planet Cancer, Texas
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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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honoring it all
Last night, over margaritas and enchiladas, I said to my husband, “I feel so good. Is there something wrong with me?” Working his way through his flight of tequila, he smiled and said, “Maybe it has to do with being … Continue reading
Posted in cancer, Life After Cancer
Tagged Alli, anger, bloodwork, calm, check-ups, CVS, dog park, enchiladas, end-stage, First Descents, Fridge, Grim Reaper, Jackson, Lucy, margaritas, Mike, optimism, ovarian cancer, pelvic exams, Planet Cancer, strength, tequila
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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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