I Wouldn't Give My Right Arm
I’m pretty good at handling cosmic injustices – cancer, two burned down houses, my mom’s Alzheimer’s, and my dad’s Myasthenia Gravis. My...
Gary Buys a Sandwich
A baby carrot crossed my threshold. Let’s face it: carrots aren’t supposed to look like that – perfect identical oblong shapes prone to...
The Dodgers, Big Bolts, Breast Cancer, and Me
After the fifth inning, I found myself caught off guard. I’d just gone to the kitchen to make popcorn, and when I came back, fifty...
Glass Half Empty
I crammed myself into a middle seat, a heavy set lady on one side and a talkative gentleman on the other. It was all too late by the time...
Don't Let Five Bucks Cost You a Dream
“If you don’t have paint, use food coloring,” my art professor said. I’d never heard of it, but it was a relief. I was seventeen years...
Cancer’s Secret Embarrassing Side Effect
Oh, crap. It’s that woman. We were at Lauren’s first football game of the season when I saw a familiar face. It wasn’t the hottie who’d...
Barfing in Public
I tried to make it to the bathroom, but I didn’t. Strangers watched me barf. I’d left my wig at home, and I was bald with a few strands...
This Hedge Isn't Dead
“It’s dead, Mom.” I looked toward my neighbor’s house which used to be blocked by a wall of solid green. Lauren’s outstretched finger...
What It Looks Like From the Other Side
Gary wanted to role-play. “Put on a little nurse outfit,” my husband said in puffs and pants and grunts. But excruciating pain ruined the...
Your Health, Your Hair and Your Heart
Learning you have breast cancer is terrifying, but like so many others, you’re going to get through it — just like I'm doing. From a...
