Tag: chemotherapy

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Day 321/365 Her Lens

I have told the story before about how, after my father’s death, I became more keenly aware of a lack of photos of my mother. The reason being, she is an avid and talented photographer, thus is always behind the lens. When I mentioned this to my mother, she said, “When I die, I will leave behind photos of all of the people, places … Read More Day 321/365 Her Lens

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Day 294/365 (You Don’t Have To) Do It Yourself (This Time)

When my mother was diagnosed with cancer, she was caught completely by surprise. She had not felt the least bit ill. It was odd explaining to my daughters that their Nana is sick. She certainly didn’t look sick. As time went on, the chemo treatments did what the cancer had not – they made her feel incredibly ill. It’s surreal, watching the nurses don … Read More Day 294/365 (You Don’t Have To) Do It Yourself (This Time)

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Day 280/365 The Wind (A Flashback)

Early morning, September 22, 2017… Standing on my front porch with a warm cup of coffee between my palms, I assess the damage. Strong winds from a tropical storm off the coast have been lingering for days. The street is littered with small branches, and leaves torn prematurely from the trees. Trash cans are overturned in the street. “Distress is the wind spirit of … Read More Day 280/365 The Wind (A Flashback)

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Day 253/365 No Words

Chemotherapy is the oddest thing. My mother didn’t feel the slightest bit sick until they started trying to cure her…until they started pumping her with poison to make her well. I spend time with her almost every day, but sometimes (more and more often) I don’t know what to say… Everything I say seems wrong. If I am happily talking about things I’ve done … Read More Day 253/365 No Words

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Day 238/365 The Elephant Revealed

“…and so I start chemo next week,” she said, exhaling. My heart started racing the moment she told me I should sit down. Then it all became a blur of words like “tumors” and “biopsies”.  I struggled to bring this information into focus – to process what she was saying. She has cancer. She’d known for a month. She’d gone to all the tests … Read More Day 238/365 The Elephant Revealed