Today was my 3rd chemotherapy infusion – that means I am half way (not counting the 9 months of targeted infusion therapy since that doesn't come along with the yucky side effects)!! Today's session went by pretty quickly with my friend Jen joining me -- was nice to have some uninterrupted girl talk time (sans … Continue reading Chemo Half Way Point
My genes and other things
So you know that feeling when you buy a new car and then when you’re driving you notice how many of your cars are on the road that you’ve never really noticed before? In a way, that’s kind of how I feel with having cancer. Although I don’t just see cancer when I am driving … Continue reading My genes and other things
Hair in the Air
Ok, I’ve got a confession … I think the soundtrack for my treatment journey is from the Trolls movie. Weird, I know. But I’ve listened to it only about a thousand times thanks to Lucy and it’s quite good. Who doesn’t love a little Justin Timberlake and some old school remixes. When I first got … Continue reading Hair in the Air
A Week Out from First Chemo – the Good, the Bad and the Ugly
If you're into the cliff notes version of reading (like me) here is a snapshot of my week after my first chemotherapy infusion. The GOOD: the amount of love, encouragement and support I have received over the last week has been overwhelming (in a good way). I can't put into words the feeling I … Continue reading A Week Out from First Chemo – the Good, the Bad and the Ugly
East + West: My Treatment Protocol
Having really focused on my nutrition and gut issues over the past few and learning more about functional medicine and integrative health I wanted to really attack this cancer from all angles: traditional medicine and functional medicine. The problem is, these two camps don't always agree, leaving me, the patient, to try to navigate how … Continue reading East + West: My Treatment Protocol
March 9
March 9, 2018. That's the day my life changed. Before that day my biggest worries were shredding that last five pounds or explaining to my six-year-old daughter how babies are made. Those things seem so silly now. Now that I have cancer. Never in a million years would I think that I would get cancer. … Continue reading March 9
