Category breast cancer

Got a call from the genetic counselor this morning. Ducked into the tiny “phone booth” room sandwiched between the men’s room and the two mother’s rooms in our office for the impression of privacy. As one who used to sit…

This week was….long. Surgery can’t happen until there’s an answer for the “to what extent?” question. At the suggestion of my oncologist, two additional tests were performed. On Tuesday, I went for genetic counseling and a blood test. Might not…

I can identify with the thought that “hope is the thing with feathers*.” But patience is a virtue with which I am not endowed. Today was the first step of many. We met with my surgical oncologist for the first time to…

Scary times reveal truths. As Magic Johnson said, “When something happens to you…and then you find out who really your friends are.” I’m fortunate to have a deep bench of friends from every court, pitch, field, and locker room of…

Bless me, mother, for I have sinned. It’s been 4 years since my last mammogram. In early April, I went for a regular screening mammogram. Which got a call back. Literally: They call you on your cell phone when you’re…