Monthly Archives: September 2015

Group Meeting

My  first group meeting.  Lovely ladies.  I almost feel like a fraud.  My cancer is “only” a Stage 0, albeit a Grade 2.  Everyone is nice, though.  Noone compares notes (mine is worse than yours).  Everyone is supportive.

One woman frets that she’s always eaten healthy and exercised.  Another that her son is not there for her.  Another that’s she’s alone.

No, I shouldn’t use the word “fret”.  They don’t fret.  They….  I don’t know the word to use.  They don’t complain.  They don’t just recite the facts of their case.   They simply tell their stories.  There’s no self-pity.  No why me. No sorrow really.  Not even fear that I can detect.  They tell their stories with humor, goodwill toward others, welcoming.

Cancer is simply a part of who they are, but not all they are.

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Time for Some Medication

While I believe in mind over matter the power of self-talk, sucking it up, putting on one’s big girl panties, dealing with it, turning that page and all that big tough love stuff, the cheese is definitely slipping off my cracker.

Big mistake, reading a New York Times article on today, well, basically, the bottom-line is nobody knows what they are talking about.  Nothing but contradictions out there.  One study says this and another says that.  Wading through all of it, here’s the takeaway – they’re buying you time.

That’s it.  They’re buying you time.

Time measured not in decades but in five year increments (if you’re lucky) or if you’re not so lucky in months, weeks, even days (my brother was given three months – he made it to four).

So as the cheese was definitely slipping,  I gave in.  I called my doctor and asked for some Xanax.   First, the doctor decided he would give me a few.  As I blubbered on, it he upped it and finally decided on giving me thirty.

My eye is twitching.  I haven’t had a twitchy eye since 1978 when I left my husband and moved way across the country to start life anew with an eight year old in tow and a salary of $9,000 a year.

Whoopie!