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.
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
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