December 2022 was my last round of chemotherapy – the Herceptin + Perjeta combo, also known as Phesgo. While it’s not the terrible chemo you generally think of, it still keeps your body in a…state of chemo? Not sure what…
Read more →What does survivorship mean? It meant one thing to be pre-cancer and another thing entirely after. Before, it meant not getting cancer again. After? How to deal with the long-term side effects of cancer treatment. I read this NYTimes Opinion…
Read more →2023 was the year of chaos and radio silence. I had a lot of healing to do. I cannot emphasis enough that for some of us cancer survivors, the aftermath is worse is worse than the treatment. Or maybe it’s…
Read more →In the July Update, I mentioned my lymph nodes had been feeling swollen. My regular oncologist didn’t think it was worth exploring even after bring it up at 3 different appointments. It doesn’t sit right when your doctor isn’t taking…
Read more →If you’ve been here before, you’ll notice a new look and a new URL! Felt kinda weird having “titties” in the name when I don’t have them. And now that I’m entering into a new phase of my life (post-everything?),…
Read more →Howdy, friends! It’s been four months since my last confession. During which has been another whirlwind. It’s amazing the shit that can happen to you even when you’ve been through the ringer already. But hey, I’m like a cockroach. I…
Read more →It seems that change is inevitable for me. I had a hard enough time keeping up with life during the pandemic, and then…you know. All the stuff. The Job The problem with having, like, 4 “full-time jobs” is that you…
Read more →WARNING: Chest photos! Turn back if you’re gonna be weird about it. 😉 I’ve been so busy with everything I forgot to remember that February 23, 2022, was my double mastectomy to an aesthetic flat closure! Aaaaaaand then I realized…
Read more →January 24th, 2022, was the last time I had a chemo infusion. The main chemo, anyway. I’m not surprised the anniversary didn’t pop out at me. It’s kind of easy to forget, considering I want to forget. Leftover Symptoms A…
Read more →After 14 months of cancer treatment, I am fucking DONE. At the beginning of this whole journey, I thought there’d be a concrete end date. A date I could point to and say, yeah, that’s the day it was over.…
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