The Gift

I bought my children their first gift today, at a little shop in my neighborhood: a menorah, in the shape of Noah’s Ark. It’s painted bright colors, and has detachable animals–giraffes, sheep, elephants, with funny, friendly faces. Made of metal, so virtually indestructable. I’d been eyeing it for several years. It caught my attention, both…

To Blog?

I don’t blog nearly enough. Then, I feel guilty, and I wonder if I should just give it up altogether. Throwing the baby out with the bathwater has never been my style. It’s like with cross fit: so what if I’m the slowest and the weakest in the whole box? Do people actually give up…

Update

It’s been way too long, and I forgot about this blog for a while. Well, I didn’t actually forget; it was a doozy of a semester, both in terms of workload, and also emotionally. More on that in a minute. The other thing is that I’ve come to realize I’m not the most eloquent of…

Blogging Time!

The longer I stay NED, the more insulated I feel from the reality of cancer. I’m also distanced from the reality of being a survivor, because my every waking moment isn’t consumed with cancer, anymore. I still think about it, at least once a day, but I’m also finishing my 5th semester of school. I’ve…

Geez Louise…

I’ll have to go back and check the date of my last post. I don’t even remember the last time I updated this blog. I’ve been busy. Being normal. I had scans and blood work around Columbus Day, and not only were my scans clean, but my CA-125 WENT DOWN TO 13.6!!! That’s 8 points…

Test Results and Some Everyday Art!

I had my second ever PET/CT scan, which came back clean, and my ca-125 seems to have leveled out at 20-21. This is all fabulous news, despite the fact that I’m still having pain episodes, and they’ve sort of gotten worse. We are as convinced that it’s scar/nerve pain, as we are stumped as to…

Girl Talk…

Covers many topics: life, relationships, food, fashion, friends, school, work. Happens everywhere: cafes, living rooms, gardens, museums. Over lunch, over dinner, coffee, tea, wine, or water. Or in the outpatient transplant clinic at Johns Hopkins Hospital, over a bag of packed red blood cells. She’s recovering from a stem cell transplant, and it’s a rough…