Ice skating and other new, joyous things

The one-year mastectomy anniversary came and went, and my annual health exam and labs (so far) passed in pretty good standing. My ANA titer was elevated, indicating autoimmune activity of some kind, or worst-case scenario, an early indicator of metastasis. My other lab results were good, though (some were their best ever), so the hope... Continue Reading →

Mask mandate ends in Minnesota

Just like that, on Friday, May 14th, 2020, our governor lifted the statewide mask mandate. Alan and I went on a date to a local restaurant yesterday and didn't wear a mask inside. None of the customers or employees were masked. I couldn't stop smiling. I almost felt giddy at the sight of everyone's beautiful... Continue Reading →

One year

One year ago today, I received my initial diagnosis of breast cancer, ductal carcinoma in-situ, a non-invasive form of breast cancer in my left breast. Initially, the news was not that bad. It was the least harmful form of cancer and was highly treatable. I underwent a core biopsy, called my family and friends to... Continue Reading →

Counting days

Eighteen days ago, at age 42 and 7 days, I underwent a bilateral mastectomy and survived the first surgery of my life. Fifty-seven days ago, I received the diagnosis of breast cancer. Two days ago, I cried for the first time about the loss of my breasts, remembering how they felt--soft and smooth and sensitive.... Continue Reading →

Happy New Year!

Things are so much better in my world since the new year arrived, probably thanks to a few little changes. Here are my resolutions for this year: Exercise every day Start each day with a grateful heart, a positive attitude, and loving intentions Don't eat sugar Have more fun It took one day to feel... Continue Reading →

Good again

I'm feeling a lot better now. I slept through the night last night without coughing, and this is a major milestone. It means Alan can come back into our bed and things can be normal again. I go back to work next week. I am grateful for Alan, the girls, my friend Lish, my mom... Continue Reading →

A day makes a difference

What a difference a day makes. Every hour I feel better than the last. I was up and about all day today for the first time since before Thanksgiving. I can talk normally again and am coughing a bit less. Still winded and a bit fatigued, but I feel happier and more alive. I think... Continue Reading →

Getting better

Today I am up and about. Despite being short of breath and fatigued, it is good to be out of bed. Physically, I've turned the corner. Emotionally, I'm still pretty stuck in a painful and negative place. Today it's anger that's rearing its head. It has been waiting to come out, I guess--trapped in my... Continue Reading →

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