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‘Twas the night before chemo
‘Twas the night before chemo, and all through the house,Every creature was stirring (except maybe a mouse).My nerves are on edge, I’m pulling my hair,And wishing that the cancer wasn’t – you know – there!I’ve put on my jammies and turned down the bed,To try to force sleepy thoughts into my head.I’ve ordered my scarves,… Continue reading
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Cancer in the time of Covid-19
You see in the movies that women have their best friends with them as they get the infusions, someone to talk to and play games with. Someone to comfort them. That’s not how it is in the time of Covid-19. Continue reading
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Life, as I know it
This is my last weekend of a rather normal life for awhile, and it’s going to be full of housecleaning, laundry, and general organization. It isn’t what I want to be doing, but it’s necessary. It’s going to take a lot of coffee to get through all of it! Since Stephanie died, I have been… Continue reading
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Advanced Directives and Other Fun Topics
This weekend I need to do a hard thing. I need to complete an advanced directive and living will so that I can make the decisions now rather than leave them for my loved ones later. Most likely it would be Sean making all the decisions, and I don’t want to leave him in that… Continue reading
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Really. I’m fine.
Or not. It’s weird to feel protective of other people’s feelings. It’s odd to hold my feelings so close to the chest (haha….cancer is in the chest…get it?). If I didn’t have a little dark humor about this, it might kill me. Hell, it might kill me anyway. Or it might not. I might get… Continue reading
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It’s cancer.
This is a sort of chronology of my diagnosis. I’ll be writing down my feelings about all this over time, as well as documenting my journey. Continue reading
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A bit of writing
Every now and then I come across a piece of my writing and it makes me think I could make a go of it. Don’t read anything into this passage. I wrote it in early 2019, probably in the middle of the night. It’s just a little sample. The Canyon He leaned over the iron… Continue reading
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A glimpse of the other side
I slipped under the veil for a split second. It was enough. Continue reading
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You’re giving God a bad name
This is why I get riled up over religious stickers on your car. (And no, this isn’t a war on Christmas.) Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
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