Thinking that tomorrow marks the halfway point through six weeks of daily radiation treatments, I walked into the hospital late this afternoon, looking around me like I always do, down the long hallways of the radiation wing. Elvis Costello’s song “Everyday I Write the Book” was running through my mind, and I could actually feel the…

It’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, in case you hadn’t noticed.  But, of course you’ve noticed.  You can’t help but notice when it seems like every single product commercially available this month touts a pink ribbon or a redesigned package that features the color pink. Even though every month is Breast Cancer Awareness Month for me,…

That’s what my friend Lisa said when I told her that I had to get all glow-y at my radiation treatment the other day: “Every day is glow day.” Yup, every day for the next six weeks (except for weekends), I get a little glow at my ultra-personalized tanning salon, a.k.a.: the radiation oncology department…

I tried a breast cancer support group a few months ago, at the beginning of summer, but it didn’t work for me that day. After hearing everyone’s stories, I came home flooded with emotions and fear and couldn’t stop thinking about all I had heard.  Really, I couldn’t handle it. So when a friend told…

As I come to the end of nearly six months of treatment for breast cancer, I find myself a little underweight. I feel guilty saying it because I know there are many people who struggle with being overweight.  Even though I am only a few pounds underweight (and none of my doctors are worried about…

This past weekend, as I buckled my daughters into their car seats outside of a store, I got that prickly feeling on the back of my neck, that feeling where you know you’re being watched. I didn’t have to look far to see a family leaning against a brick wall across from my car. I…