Those of you who know my husband know that he is an avid outdoorsman. Hiking, skiing, surfing, biking, bouldering, rock climbing, mountaineering, you name it. He’s out there doing one of them. I support him in these activities even when he comes home with scrapes and cuts. I usually ask him to cover his wounds …
I love working with PAs bur strongly dislike dealing with PAs.
I recently hit a rough patch in my treatment. The radiation sessions were harder than I expected them to be. I also didn’t expect how hard this would be on my husband who could only watch. There was nothing he could do to stop my pain.
When I was in second grade, I read a book titled, “Fortunately, Unfortunately.”
My husband and I consider ourselves to be part Italian.
I grew up attending church and heard all sorts of stories about God.
I finished graduate school in 1982, earning a master’s degree from the University of Redlands in Communicative Disorders.
Carpe diem. Today, not tomorrow.
Change can be difficult for someone who likes things to be predictable.
Life goes on.
“Don’t sweat the little things.” How often have I heard that one? I’ve seen pictures, drawings, Instagram posts, and so on of someone in a “situation” where the caption reads, “Don’t sweat the little things.” There are endless how-to books written on the subject. Workbooks, daily devotional books, journals – you name it. There are …
I don’t like to admit this, but I love control. I wouldn’t call myself a control freak, but when so much of life feels chaotic, I crave control over JUST SOMETHING. Give me just one tiny, little thing I can control. That’s all I ask. I can’t control the weather, traffic, or the cost of …
I don’t know who first coined the word “scanxiety,” but whoever did hit it spot on. Wikipedia calls it a portmanteau, which is “a blend of words in which parts of multiple words are combined into a new word.” In this case, it is a combination of “scan” and “anxiety.” Scanxiety. Get it? According to …
I’ve never been a fan of roller coasters or thrill rides. The ups and downs, the twists and turns, the feeling that I’m probably going to die on the ride. Not my idea of fun. Getting a diagnosis of Stage IV or metastatic breast cancer (MBC) feels a little like being on a roller coaster …