As I continually repeat my thoughts on hindsight, I think of myself as quite the idiot. I should’ve listened to my gut or ‘sixth’ sense and acknowledged what it was telling me outright. It's not as if the clues and hints I’d picked up along the way told me otherwise. My kid had a biopsy, … Continue reading Finally Confirmed: Caelan, Age 6, Cancer
"A type of medical imaging that uses radioactive tracers and can be used to detect and stage cancers." "What is a PET Scan?" "That is correct!" I'm not as fluent in writing Jeopardy! questions, especially in regards to medicine, but I took a swing anyway! These were the years I could only hope and wish … Continue reading “I’ll Take, Something You Don’t Want to See Lit Up Like a Christmas Tree for $1,000, Alex.”
Time, a feral beast. Sometimes it flies too fast and sometimes it moves undetected at a sluggishly, sloth like pace. Can’t have it both ways but there are times that I wish I could control it. Would that be curse? Perhaps. I'll never know the implications of taming one so wild. What I do know, … Continue reading A 6 Year Old Child, A Biopsy & the Trauma of Medical Tape…Yes, Tape
It’s not that I didn’t know. Maybe I was just in denial about the whole thing. Maybe I was unwilling or unable to accept what is. It was late one evening when I emerged from running on the treadmill in the basement. It’d been an unforgiving and arduous winter, full of sunless days and brutally … Continue reading The Day I Caught my Husband Indulging in His Secret Guilty Pleasures
It's only one of my crusty old steak knives! I don't own a scalpel, so my apologies! Cute bear though, I think I'll call him Hack Job Harry with that outfit! I know, I know, not a favorite topic to read about, but this moment in time changed everything for me. I can only hope … Continue reading Our Days Leading Up to the Big ‘B’…Biopsy
The Hopeful Pessimist 