When I think of radiating, I prefer to visualize a glowing, healthy, loving aura surrounding my physical being.  My first radiation treatment yesterday took the concept of radiating to a whole new level.  For those of you unfamiliar with this breast cancer treatment, after surgery and chemo comes radiation.  At least for some of us. …

In the “never say never” department, I swore I would never permanently deface my body with indelible ink, no matter how lovely the artwork might be.  On Monday, I got 4 tattoos, all courtesy of my radiology doc.  I was admonished not to run out and try to elaborate and/or expand on the new tatts…

…and five hops back.  I loved hopscotch as a child, and whiled away many an hour tossing a pebble and hopping, jump-turning, and hopping some more.  I feel like I am in a Felini-esque hopscotch game, where the pebble flies out of bounds and the numbers are all out of order.  I have discovered the…

Today I am going to celebrate a lovely woman and survivor whom I met a few years ago at Warner Brothers while visiting my long time friend BJ…BJ’s dear friend and Creative Director at Warner Bros. is Linda Salvati, a lung cancer survivor. Almost five years ago, Linda was diagnosed with a rare form of…

When I awoke this morning, my body felt like a mangled pretzel. My shoulders hurt from the tension, and are actually starting to round inward. Yikes!  I realized that my lack of exercise over the last few months has taken a serious toll, both physically and mentally.  Soooo…who better to turn to than Joseph Pilates…

This is how I feel today…at long last.  Definitely far from perfect, but I got up this morning, put on hair and make up, and planned my day to DO things, other than just survive!  As the symptoms and after effects slowly subside, and the operative word is slowly, I take great encouragement in the…

I’ve come to talk to you again…forcing myself to sit upright and strain to focus my consciousness towards the light, even if it is just for a moment. I used to think that saving the best for last was a good thing.  Now I understand better than ever the theory of relativity. This last round…

As my sixth and FINAL round approaches, I am conflicted with so many emotions. This is definitely going to be the ending of the worst (ever!) phase of chemo.  There is no sugar coating it. Chemo sucks.  Part of me is so tired and sick of being sick and tired, that I’d like to pack…

As the darkness slowly recedes, I realize just how close to the end I am.  Next Wednesday is my sixth and FINAL round of chemo. Technically, chemo is not the end of the journey, but it is the end of the worst part of the journey.  I am already scheduled to see the radiologist to…