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 8 A.D. Monday was MRI DAY. It was also the day before Jillian’s sixteenth birthday. I always decorate the kitchen for the kids the night before their birthday, so they can feel like they woke up to a birthday party, but I had to go a little extra this year. It was her Sweet… Continue reading MRI Bangers
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
Driving home from my failed road trip attempt due to a panic attack, I sat in the front passenger seat, puffy faced with saltwater from my tears dried onto my cheeks and eyelids. My head felt full and swollen – to that point where it kind of feels like a head cold or maybe even… Continue reading Tears for Fears
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 