Last time I wrote I shared a bit about the infusion days, and how in the grand scheme they are the easiest days. While the infusion experience is like a spa day (for me), the rest of the cycle resembles something akin to jetlag. Just when you adjust your body, it’s time to get back on the plane. Continue reading

Image is everything

One of the things that I often laugh to myself about on this crazy chemo journey I’m on, is the way I’m potentially viewed by the outside world. Cancer is big business, in the sense that there are all kinds of things on offer to make you feel more “normal” and pretty and not like you’re at your most hideous and unattractive while you’re already dealing with feeling run-down (at best) and really, really crappy (at worst). But you’re not always sure you’re actually fooling anyone.  Continue reading