Below is something that my good friend Mary Foley sent out to her Live Like Your Nail Color Club this week. First, let me say this: Grrlz, get your mammograms. Guyz, encourage the women you love to get their mammos.
As a person participating in the fun-filled romp known as chemotherapy, your ‘umble correspondent has been able to make all sorts of wonderful discoveries. There was “anorexia”, wherein our heroine was introduced to the practice of picky eating. Not something
For those of you who have been paying attention, you know I got breast cancer for Christmas. I had my first chemo treatment on Monday, 2/11 (in keeping with that holiday theme – Happy Valentine’s Day, early!), and so far
It’s been a while, so let’s catch up: got cancer for Christmas (whoopee!), and then a New Year lumpectomy, followed by Valentine’s Day chemo. Coming up later this year – Fourth of July radiation, in which I’ll get beamed up
Remember that old song, “All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth”? A sincere cry, albeit with a lack-of-dentition lisp, for a physical transformation. Just in time for Christmas. I’ve had occasion to recall that song in the