Tatted. Stained. Badass.
I don’t look like a Bad Ass. I look more like a librarian. English teacher. PTO mom. It’s not on purpose; I just have that look. But I’m...
Cancer’s Other What If's
Cancer brings a cycle of unwanted questions. What if it spreads? What if it comes back? What if I die? Last week, I had a little medical...
Don't Mention It
The rule is clear: you're not supposed to say it. My boss didn’t follow that rule. She’d walk down the hall fanning herself, her sweater...
Just Say It - The Instinctive Wisdom of Children
For today's breast cancer post, I'm sharing a link to a piece I wrote for the Washington Post which came out today....
Paradox of Cancer
“It was my year off from the world,” a nurse told me when I was in the Emergency Room with side effects from chemo. He’d had cancer too,...
Let's Talk About Nipples
Excuse me, but can I say nipple? It’s a word we don’t say much, especially in mixed company, but, well, it’s kind of important. In all...
It's Not Poison – It's Your Life Saving Elixir
If you’re starting chemotherapy, you might be freaking out. Remember, lots of people have braved this path and many more will follow. My...
Honey, I’ll Freeze Your Head
I stared at the screen, numb, while my husband tried to explain again the surreal website he found. “You put these ice caps on your head...
Any Color You Want
I was planning a trip to Puerto Vallarta, living a promise I made on a hospital bed during breast cancer treatment — a promise to say...
Fingers on My Breast, Questions on My Mind
While my doctor’s fingers massaged my breasts and cradled my almond-sized lump, we had a peculiar conversation. She was from the Bay Area...
