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Anecdotes
Sometimes I have anecdotes, thoughts I want to share, that are no more than a sentence. Here I’ll compile them, added to the top of this blog post when they occur to me. The sound of joy is the soft rumbling in my ears which accompanies my son’s embrace. My daughter is always going to…
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Treatment plan step two
The first cocktail is done. Adriamycin is done. Cytoxan is done. This cocktail is commonly referred to as AC, I guess they go hand in hand. Often they are prescribed once every three weeks. I was fast tracked, receiving it every other week. That way, I can get all the treatments in before having a…
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The sound of panic
Trigger Warning: Depression and Anxiety. It reads nice, but plan now to get yourself a nice pick-me-up afterward. There are certain chords used in cinematography to pull the audience into a sense of dread or tension. Consider the shrieking staccato of strings in horror films. I try to think of ways to relate the way…
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Nesting
I like to craft. Rarely with a full-time job and being a full time wife and mom do I carve out time to be the Brianna I grew up with. But when I do, I like to craft. I want to learn to crochet! And knit! I sew sometimes, and I’d like to give more…
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Careful with Coffee
I feel like David after Dentist when he pushes himself up in his car seat, roars with eyes wide, and then collapses back into the cushions. Except I keep roaring. Its like all the steroids I’ve been given were stuck behind the mucus that was blocking everything up, and now THEY ARE ALL FLOODING my…
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Daily Gratitude
Therapy homework suggested I acknowledge one little thing that I’m grateful for every day. I’ll see what I can’t keep track of here just to lighten the mood on this blog. 9/11/22: Nick felt our daughter move for the first time. She had whole-body hiccups for a while! 9/12/22: I’m grateful to be done with…
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Thomas
I knew Thomas very briefly. Thomas doesn’t have liver cancer anymore. He battled cancer diligently for years, I’m told. Thomas died on my birthday. I wish I’d had the courage to hug him two weeks ago, but I was a little afraid of his abdomen which protruded as a result of an on-going draining procedure.…
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Counseling is like a glass of water
Nick and I had a nice counseling session today. We’ve made goals in the past (in the before times) to really focus on ourselves and make some improvements to our relationship. We have many similarities, and many differences which can create miscommunication. What family can’t relate? But the goals we’ve made have seen real progress,…
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Round 3 of 4
This round of treatment has been tough. George has been sleeping very well, and there’s less shared anxiety under our roof, but that means that I’m in recovery mode, and as a result I didn’t have the capacity to prepare myself as much as in round 2. Right now I’m tired, but I slept 10…
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Fleeting impressions
I wonder what passersby think when they see me. The staff at Tim Hortons, vendors at work, mail couriers, delivery carriers, my Roswell cohort, billing representatives. I wonder if I stand out in their memory. I wonder if they care. I wonder if people judge me harshly. I wonder if they think I’m pregnant and…
Lump n Bump 