Weeks 17 & 18 A.D. My first week back to work was like going back to school after summer break. My Teams chat was on fire with welcome back well wishes. My meetings were a lot of personal catch up conversation. I looked forward to seeing the smiling faces each time I’d be on a… Continue reading Apparently, I can do hard things.
Weeks 15 & 16 A.D. These were milestone weeks for me. I’m officially two weeks into my active medical treatment and also two weeks out from returning to work. While I’m grateful to not have to do chemo, I was dreading March 1–my first day on a chemically-induced menopause hormone treatment, Tamoxifen. I put off… Continue reading Fully functional adulting.
Week 14 A.D. Friday was Zach’s last day home with me. We celebrated by finally leaving the house together for something that wasn’t a doctor appointment! Zander had Family Breakfast at school, so we ate our donut, heard the Ukulele Club strum to pop hits, and hit up the book fair. I navigated the halls… Continue reading Plan A-ish
Week 13 A.D. I guess I hadn’t considered recovery from surgery to be part of the cancer fight. Treatment always came to mind as the fight-part. The surgery itself, chemo, radiation, whatever. But I’ve been fighting for my wellness every single day of recovery. Friday the 13th started off with a notification in MyChart. It… Continue reading Love & war in recovery.
Week 12 A.D. You know what I miss? Bending over. Dressing myself. Washing myself. Sitting up without a “boost”. Doing my own my hair. Sleeping in my bed. Walking further than a few houses. Being able to “go”—yes, I mean #2. But you know what I won’t miss? Cancer. This shitty part is only temporary.… Continue reading Hope & Strength Win
Midlife Mamacita 