Two years ago in October, I waited eagerly and nervously in my foyer for Kevin to arrive. We had talked on the phone a week earlier when I had bluntly conveyed my dilemma. I needed my hair cut and colored. Yet, there was a twist. It was important for me to share with him before he … Continue reading
Tagged with Cancer …
730
730 days ago tomorrow, everything changed. I signed on the dotted line. Page after page of dotted lines I signed. Thinking all the while that I must have already lost my damn mind. It had to be good and gone if I was willing to give someone the opportunity and privilege to remove a piece … Continue reading
Moments That Give Pause
This post was challenging to write and I’ve hesitated. Hesitated because I don’t believe this is how the majority think or how they work or interact. In-fact, I believe it’s a small minority who, whether burned out or over worked; they’ve lost a connection to the work and people they’ve pledged to help. I write … Continue reading
I Declare!
Recent anonymous reader message… You must be so scared. Aren’t you afraid of dying? Nope. Really. Of course I’d prefer not to, but hell, we’re all dying of something at some point. Death is a part of life. Pretty simple. Based on recent intel, I don’t suspect it’s soon. Confidence is high! I am, however, afraid Paul will still … Continue reading
The Unexpected Gift
Depending on the day, our life goes by many a different name. There’s ‘The Journey’, The Adventure’, ‘The Whirlwind’, ‘The Crazy Train, ‘Shit Luck Train Wreck’, ‘Disaster’ and the list goes on as I’m sure you get my point. Regardless of what Paul and I happen to be feeling, thinking about and dealing with, I’ve consistently … Continue reading
What’s Worse?
Since our beloved piece of shit was discovered before it actually had a chance to show its nasty side with seizures and profound headaches, I suppose you could say that we hit the jackpot. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow where you discover your fate but the sticker on the pot … Continue reading
I Declare!
Why do you get headaches? Did they tell you that you would get headaches? Hum… A piece of skull was removed from my head, brain cut out, skull reattached and my scalp stapled back together. I didn’t ask, I figured headaches were sort of expected. Headaches are like the gift that keeps on giving. Sort … Continue reading
Checking In
I’ve taken a bit of a respite from writing. I didn’t set out to take a break, but our lives have been a little chaotic and now, more than a little complicated. My mother-in-law has been in Intensive Care in critical condition since last Monday and Paul has been in Connecticut by her side with family … Continue reading
For Those Who Just Must Know
Maybe it’s because I have two boys. Maybe it’s an undying curiosity and an inability to respect personal and private boundaries. Maybe I am too sensitive to the subject. Nevertheless, I am asked all the time if I want more children. If I want to try for “that girl”. I’m asked if three boys are … Continue reading
Sharing, Unexpectedly, A Story About Day 1
I volunteer my time as a Patient and Family Advisor for Emory Healthcare as a part of their Patient and Family Centered Care initiative. Working in partnership with administrators, physicians and nurses, I participate in the planning, delivery, and evaluation of healthcare at Emory. Simply put, it’s about including patients and their families as integral … Continue reading
The Letter
I live in fear that someone will spill the beans to my boys and tell them I have a brain tumor, say that cancer or that I am sick. Paul and I decided not to not tell the boys anything when I had my surgery. Other than to say mommy was going on a trip … Continue reading
One Of The Greatest Things Has To Be
Thoughtful people. Really, they are simply splendid. I know I write a lot about stupid people, my headaches, things that make me laugh, cry and my chaos; but what I don’t write enough about are thoughtful people. The list is long and made up of friends, acquaintances, family, readers and nameless strangers. But in the end, regardless … Continue reading
The Fitted Sheet
I think it’s impossible as a mother to be diagnosed with anything life threatening and not immediately look at your husband and feel like you need to train him. Train him in all the things you do everyday, all the things you think about, all the things you would potentially do that he should do; … Continue reading
GREY MATTER LIFE 