Dear Maizie: I hope you, Emma and Ellie are running through some soft, high grass and stopping to discover new smells. I hope the sun is shining on your velvet head. I hope you are eating those little cheese chunks you like and taking long naps under an old oak tree on your Coolaroo bed. … Continue reading
We could use a little music, hm?
This morning I was dusting my computer keyboard with a cloth, pressing pretty hard on the keys, which opened up several apps at the same time. (“Apps.” They’re those things we used to call programs.) One of them was iTunes. My whole library of music started playing. I hadn’t listened to some of the songs… Continue reading
It’s clear to me
October 2016 update: No one with a medical degree told me the cataracts I developed were from chemo. I just assumed they were. Until I started probing more. I keep a journal of meds, symptoms, etc. because I can’t remember what I took and when without writing it down. Looking back through the journal I… Continue reading
November is Lung Cancer Awareness Month. Are you aware? Every day this month, one (or all) the cancer blogs I read profiles a person involved with lung cancer. Yesterday, Lisa at Every Breath I Take profiled Lucy Kalinithi, widow of Paul Kalinithi, a 37-year old neurosurgeon who died of lung cancer in March of this… Continue reading
Just when I was getting the hang of cancer treatment, it’s over. (And I always whisper to myself “yeah, for now” but you can’t hear me say that.) I had my last carboplatin/paclitaxel ritual poisoning two weeks ago. Thirty radiation treatments, five rounds of chemo, a clinical trial I got kicked off of because I… Continue reading
Run free my funny, shiny, stinky, goofy, bumpy, lumpy, nosy, slobbery, stubborn, happy, loud, bawling, bodacious, wonderful, beautiful, sweet, loyal, velvet-eared friend. So many more walks we will not take. I thought we would have more time. I’ll let all the squirrels in the neighborhood know the coast is clear. Continue reading
This blog started out as letters to my dog maizie but devolved into meaningless observations from a half-deaf cancer alumnus introvert navigating the noise you other people make.