Weeks 9 & 10 A.D. Monday was MLK Day. My middle kid, Emma, has been very active in finding some volunteer activity to do in honor of Dr. King’s legacy to make it a “day on, not a day off” by giving back to the community. Given my upcoming surgery, I wasn’t comfortable going to… Continue reading I am humbled. Deeply, deeply humbled.
Week 3 A.D. Almost immediately after my first appointments with KU, I received a call from my Nurse Navigator to schedule a biopsy appointment. I would go in on Friday, December 12. Only one week out. They aren’t messing around. It’s half alarming and half reassuring. I tell myself it’s as if they all know… Continue reading Fear, Friends & Pulp Fiction
Once I got to the Grandview Triangle (if you’re from KC, you know) it hit me. There I was, with two of my three kids in the backseat of the car, while one of my biggest fears was unfolding. I was in a full on panic attack. We were only forty minutes into our three… Continue reading Panic Induced Detour
Midlife Mamacita 