Today was my last day of radiation therapy. As promised, it was significantly easier than chemo, but I'm not normal either. Well, that's a stupid turn of phrase for me...I'm never normal. Um...it's not as easy as no treatment, let's go with that. The first 2.5 weeks were deceptively easy with only a weird reverse… Continue reading Thus Ends Frankenboob
Author: Jess
Amateur historian, mythology enthusiast, writer, reader, sarcastic weirdo, cancer survivor. Author of Defying Shadows: For Witches and Pagans Battling Cancer and Chronic Illness.
Update: Invasion
This isn't a real post. If you've been keeping up, you already know I grilled the spicy fly nest I found in the lid of said grill over the weekend. Then I grilled the wasp investigation team that filled up the grill on Sunday to check out the dead nest. Yes, I'm mean. No, I'm… Continue reading Update: Invasion
Yesterday, I Grilled Wasps
File this under "things that sound made up, but aren't" and "why doesn't this shit happen to anyone else". Yesterday, I grilled wasps, but not for dinner. I mean, I know eating bugs is a thing in some cultures (no, I never tried fried grasshoppers, even when I lived in Houston). I know people like… Continue reading Yesterday, I Grilled Wasps
Even Valkyries Have Doctor Appointments
My radiation appointments are the same time every day, which means I see the same people in the waiting area every day. Three of us have the 8:10/8:20/8:30 time slots. Today the dude after me said "the other day you were a Norwegian Goddess*" and went on to talk about how he recently discovered Norwegian… Continue reading Even Valkyries Have Doctor Appointments
Random Update
I'm on a break between the end of chemo and the beginning of radiation, other than a quick and painless CT scan and pillow mold I did last week. I still have some yew-poisoning side effects: the tinglies in my fingers and toes isn't completely gone, I'm easily worn out, and my finger and toe… Continue reading Random Update
Day 1035 of Captivity
The Evil Overlord has been ill for some time now, and while I often find her company unacceptable I will say she's been more available for naps. I approve. Sometimes I sleep on her feet because they're offensively cold. Sometimes I bite them anyway. I follow her all around the house so I can keep… Continue reading Day 1035 of Captivity
Yes, I’m Tired of Cancer Updates Too.
Not my last port stick, but last time I'm hooked up to an IV tower. Yes, we all wear masks the whole time, now. Check out my total lack of eyelashes! Disclaimer: I didn't sleep until 5am today (3 whopping hours WOO) because I'm out of sleep aids for the steroid chemo day insomnia. This… Continue reading Yes, I’m Tired of Cancer Updates Too.
Self-Care Isn’t Just Bubble Baths (and Wine)
Don't get me wrong, sometimes a good spa day, or a long bubble bath with the door locking out the rest of the world (earplugs might be needed if you're locking out toddlers, or in my case a dog who is consistently HORRIFIED at baths and growls at me when I'm in one, then backs… Continue reading Self-Care Isn’t Just Bubble Baths (and Wine)
Monsters in My Basement
Nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
Not Pretending
Today's post is not fun, and you should probably stop before my whining really begins. I'll have a better one next time...I have some ideas for upcoming posts. This isn't easy. I'm tired, and sad, and just fucking done. Cancer is a marathon, and for most of it I've been pretty isolated, even before my… Continue reading Not Pretending
No Pithy Phrase 