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Re-blogging: The Man at the Gate
Dear Friends, I am doing something I have seldom done, I’m referring you to another blog that I regularly read. For those of you who are sick and tired of being sold things you didn’t ask for, you will enjoy it. For my part, I have to say, I pretty much follow Celi’s health plan,…
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Breast MRI
About this time last year I posted my experience with my first breast MRI (see ‘Happy Dancing‘ in Archives or click on the link). Whenever I learn something new I like to share it so here we go with this year’s experience. I am not at all a fan of recreational drugs, but the well…
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Only 3 meals a day?
When you get old you eat less. Or you should. But if you love food, like we do, there just aren’t enough meals in the day. So when our daughter visits, it is a wonderful excuse toward excess. In the first 24 hours after she arrived I made Chili con Carne with corn bread, and…
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Granny’s Secret
Recently I needed some plum jam for a recipe. Plum jam is usually ubiquitous here in Australia, so thinking I’d quickly grab some to have when I made the recipe in a week or so, I dashed down the jam isle at the grocery, in between picking up a short list of essentials. At first…
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Have the conversation.
Two years ago this week I had a routine mammogram that showed I needed a needle biopsy. Less than a week later I had flown 1500km to have the biopsy as quickly as possible, and a few days later, back at home, May 31st, I was told I had breast cancer. Last evening we saw…
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Happy Dancing
The original intent for this blog was to enlighten anyone who was interested about not just my journey with cancer, but to enable others who have not had this disease, to relate better to those who have had it by describing some of the specifics one experiences. This week was a milestone for which I…
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After the treatment
Every day I feel myself returning more to a functional life. For several days after I first got home I was anxious to make sure I didn’t just close off all that I have experienced and move ahead as if nothing had happened, as if I have finished ‘the treatment’ and now could forget about…
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There are no ‘Coincidences’
For those of you who don’t believe in coincidence, as I do not, you will be further convinced as I relate to you how my final day of treatment unfolded. For those of you who think coincidence is an accidental event, you may think again. I left the world of institutional living behind and we…
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Penultimate Day
The penultimate day. The penultimate treatment. There were numerous loose ends to tie up today, pretty much the kinds of things you do before you go on vacation. Clean out the fridge, pack a bag, drop things off to people and say some goodbyes. But I’m not going on a holiday, I’m closing a chapter…
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Daffodil Day
I have just learned how precise the dose of radiation is that I receive. It is so precise that it is not timed in seconds. There is an exact dosage predetermined in the ‘machine’ and it is released by electricity. Because electricity supply varies slightly, rather than the dosage being measured in seconds, it is…
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