Author Archives: dcl

As the day of surgery approaches, I have signed several forms guaranteeing payment to my health care providers. Each form states what insurance doesn’t cover, I will be financially responsible for. There is a clause stating the providers  will check … Continue reading →

This past week found DH (dear husband) and myself in the surgeon’s office for a Q & A session before April’s surgery. I was especially curious about the lymph nodes being taken from under the left armpit. Not knowing the … Continue reading →

With no chemo on Friday, I felt like I was on vacation. I’m still fatigued, though, but happy to report that otherwise I feel wonderful. The next adventure on the horizon is surgery. With some invaluable counsel from other breast … Continue reading →

My last day of chemo has passed. Honestly, I was so fatigued when I went in, that I wasn’t nearly as elated as I should have been. After the last drip of medication came through the IV tube and the … Continue reading →

Tomorrow is my last chemo therapy treatment!  Hip hip hooray!  While I’ve been fatigued and lost some hair, I can be very thankful that the side effects haven’t been worse.  Here’s hoping tomorrow’s treatment will finish cleaning up the mutant … Continue reading →

In December, I was considering the possibility of tattooed eyebrows if they vacated my face due to the side effects of chemotherapy.  My eyelashes are gone and my brows are quickly thinning. I wonder if this poor girl has gone … Continue reading →

The next to last chemotherapy treatment is tomorrow morning.  Thankfully, this cocktail is proving to be a little more kinder and gentler on my body than the first four rounds.  Here’s hoping that the medications continue to go through my … Continue reading →

Since battling my mutant ninja cells, I’ve found that my infusions have left me sitting laying on the sofa watching way more television the past two months than I’ve watched the past three years, combined. It is amusing to watch how … Continue reading →

On one of my very bad days a few weeks ago my friend Barbie asked if there was anything, just ANYTHING at all she could do for me.I sweetly asked her if she would take the next chemotherapy treatment for … Continue reading →