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 7 A.D. I started this blog before my first appointment with my surgeon. I was almost six weeks into my journey and I was scared, mad, confused and constantly doubting my own feelings and sanity and needed to get the constant sense of anxiety out of my head. I didn’t know if anyone was… Continue reading When life gives you lemons for boobs…
Weeks 4 & 5 A.D. Pathology results from the biopsy were due any day now. The doctor said three to five days, and Monday was now day three. Thankfully, work consumed the day and kept me distracted because I didn’t get a call that day. It was Tuesday when the doctor called with the results.… Continue reading Pink Ribbons and a Plan
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
As I sit here, on the cusp of turning 39 and seventeen years into my professional career, scrolling through my LinkedIn account reading endless posts centered on adulting at it’s finest, I came across a post not like the others. Maybe it was the bold yellow color. Maybe it was the simplicity of the headline… Continue reading Google really does have the answers to life’s questions.
Midlife Mamacita 