That’s Not Something You…

My other son? Well, he’s just plain got one big uni-brow and having a bad hair day.

The next time I’m in a bad mood, I’m going to look at this picture that was taken by my friend’s computer several years ago. This kid of mine looks like he’s an alien from outer space. The way he’s been acting this week…well, I don’t know if I want to claim him.

At church this morning, Mike, a fellow cancer-sufferer told me, “I’ll show you my port if you show me yours.”  

Today, two of my son Michael’s friends were over. I offered them some rhubarb muffins right out of the oven. “Yeah, they’re Michael’s favorite.” One of the girls answered me, “You’re my favorite muffin.” I’ve been called a lot of things, but never that.  

My prosthesis is really heavy (causing backaches and a sore chest–what’s left of it), so over the past month, I haven’t worn it unless I’m going out in public or have clients show up at my door. A few weeks ago, my husband and I were sitting on the couch watching TV; the kids were […]

I planted a “Coral Bark” Japanese Maple in our front yard on Monday and couldn’t help thinking to myself, I wonder which one of us is going to die first? I want my happy, peppy thoughts back. Tried pot twice (didn’t really like it), becoming a raging alcoholic is probably not a good idea, sugar’s […]

Last night, my best friend and I had a rare moment where we actually got together somewhere other than the infusion center. We looked at cameras at Costco and then ended up in the bar at Red Robin. Halfway through our meal, I piped up, “Hey, Vern, you want to go boob-shopping?” I realized later, […]

In talking to a dear friend recently–one of my “breast cancer friends”–I learned that I will not be able to lift more than ten pounds ever again with my right arm due to the mastectomy. When I go to Dr. Williamson, Dr. Hoffman, and Haley next week for my various doctor appointments, I could ask […]