This morning my FaceBook feed alerted me to Sephora's new program, designed to benefit cancer patients. During a 6 minute video they show bald, scared, suffering women, getting makeup and skin care tips, then walking through the store being shown products by a Sephora employee. Credits roll. Women rejoice. Wait....... Right after my 1st round … Continue reading Capitalism, Cancer and Outrage
A lovely woman from my ovarian cancer group died last week. To be clear, she did not pass, depart or gain her teal wings - she Died. Yesterday was the service, and a group of us drove up together. It was short and simple. There was no viewing, no hymns, no priest or minister, and … Continue reading The Power of Negativity
I had dinner with 2 of my sons tonight. One is turning 25 in a few weeks, and he told me his plan. He wants to rent a party bus which will take a bunch of people around the city for a safe night of partying. He mentioned it because he wanted to know - … Continue reading A Letter To My Son(s)
I've been thinking about how I got involved in ovarian cancer advocacy, and I thought what better place to tell my story. Humiliating as it is! When I finally settled in to the fact that I had advanced stage cancer, requiring major surgery then 6 rounds of brutal chemo, I made a decision: I was … Continue reading Reluctant Advocate
If you are in a relationship with an adulterer, there is the chance you will have to deal with bed bugs at some point. I had the joy of this while going through chemotherapy. When I first started seeing streaks of blood on my sheets I assumed it was because of my surgery. By the … Continue reading Adultary & Bed Bugs
I can't decide if I want this blog to be successful or not. In fact, the day I had the most reads, I went into a panic. What if my ex reads this? What if my kids read this? What if my parents read this? What will they think? What will they say? How … Continue reading To Blog or Not To Blog
https://www.statnews.com/2016/04/01/ovarian-cancer-failure/ Getting a cancer diagnosis is like being hit by a Mac truck. I got mine while walking my dog, at 4:30 on a lovely July afternoon. At that time I was worried about my 11 year old's baseball game, and my older sons education, when suddenly, BOOM. I had been having stomach pain … Continue reading Ovarian Cancer
