The Cancer Chronicles
“You’re up for parole!” my nurse exclaimed as she waived my discharge paperwork in the air. I was ready to twirl and prance out of that hospital room this afternoon when I found out that I could go home. 782 more words
2 months, 2 weeks ago
It is nearly 3am and 4 East is quiet. My IV is slowly bringing me back to life as it compensates for the hydration I have lost over the past day and a half. 337 more words
2 months, 3 weeks ago
Chemocation, oh sweet chemocation. You sure have been good to me.
Since holding the Taxol my hands have returned to their original size. My appetite is much improved and the consistent nausea is all but gone. 274 more words
3 months ago
There are three major things that I want to talk about: one piece of news is “eh”, the other is good, and the last is fantastical. 423 more words
3 months, 1 week ago
As of yesterday I am officially 28 years of age and it feels…pretty good, actually.
Some people hate their birthdays. Understandably comparing carefree youth with bills and perpetual acid reflux would sour anyone on getting older. 341 more words
6 months, 3 weeks ago
I’m going to be perfectly honest. I have hit a wall today where I am beyond exhausted. I’ve spend the majority of the day sleeping during and after chemo. 14 more words
8 months, 3 weeks ago
Three years. If you can believe it, I have now been treated for cancer for nearly three years. In 20 days another canceriversary will come and go. 32 more words