(Original title – The Writing on the Wall) Yeah, I know, but it was kind of perfect to keep the original title. I feel like it’s time for another jumbled rant. So I was sitting in Chicago’s O’Hare Airport, 90 minutes until my flight leaves, scrolling through Facebook. An article appears about how our pursuit of happiness is making us more anxious than ever, and it got me thinking. “Follow your bliss” is the biggest bit of bullshit I have…
(Original title – The Deathday Party) Cancer really enjoys slamming you when you’re already down. It’s been a while since my last update, and so much has been happening. I received my Super payout and did a bunch of fun things, like… I bought a new car, a Suzuki Swift GLX in the shiny blue. His name is Tamatoa because he’s so shiny; My bro Matt and I went looking for a new house to live in, saw ten, applied…
(Original title – Gilderoy Lockhart) Do you know what really grinds my gears? Watching TV shows and movies about cancer, where people have perfectly smooth bald heads because “chemo”, and they keep all of their eyelashes which are coated in layers of mascara and super long and beautiful, and the most perfect eyebrows to frame their faces. It really gives me the shits. They also get away with not being bloated from medication, without looking completely dead in the eyes,…
(Original title – The Whomping Willow) Here’s the rundown on how today went with my oopherecomy and bonus D&C. I arrived at the Peter Mac 15 minutes before I was due to check in because I wanted to avoid being late since I was scolded for it last time (which I guess should have been the indicator that things were gonna go to shit). I check in, go upstairs to level 6 where day surgery is, and wait. For 45…
(Original title – The Burrow) So, this should have been an update about my surgery and recovery going well and blah blah blah. Instead, this will be a story of how cancer does not go to plan. On Wednesday, I went to see my oncologist. It had been four weeks since I’d last seen her properly for an appointment, and she needed to review my blood work and check out my rack and give me an opportunity to speak to…
(For now…) (Original title – The Man With Two Faces) And now for an update in how cancer continues to ruin my life, I’ve been dealing with a bit of a bung foot for a while now in varying ways. I mentioned about my toenail a while ago, and then I developed pain on the top of my foot that feels like a weird sharp bruise, and now I feel it in my ankle and the base of my calf….