by debwfrank | Dec 4, 2018 | breast cancer, cancer, trauma
photo by Josh Adamski, courtesy of Upsplash I just heard the commercial friends have been telling me about, the one for an injectable migraine drug. A few weeks ago, I would have been ready to sign on, though the drug claims are underwhelming, purporting to, “reduce...
by debwfrank | Sep 3, 2018 | breast cancer
Photo by freestocks.org on Unsplash Yesterday I woke up to a stomach so loud the neighbors across the creek probably heard. Not so bad on its own, but the nausea and headache I could have done without. It felt like a hangover, but at Taste of Colorado the night before...
by debwfrank | Aug 21, 2018 | breast cancer, film, movies
Photo by Jad Limcaco on Unsplash (Spoiler alert—I can’t write about my experience of the film without giving away the key plot points.) Last night Bob and I watched Film Stars don’t Die in Liverpool. From the preview, we knew it was an older woman/younger man...
by debwfrank | Apr 18, 2018 | breast cancer
There was a wig shop next to the place I used to go for Pilates—a dark, 1960s-style free-standing building with a dozen empty parking spaces, all marked with threatening signs. I would glare at the row of empty parking spaces and then drive around back amongst the...
by debwfrank | Apr 17, 2018 | breast cancer
Photo by Holly Obermiller on Unsplash The chemo room is big and sun-lit with several stations to choose from, though most are already spoken for. I take one in the middle near the nurse’s station, the equivalent of near the kitchen in a restaurant. There’s a big chair...
by debwfrank | Apr 4, 2018 | breast cancer
Photo by Mark Asthoff on Unsplash It took me a while to realize that roller coasters weren’t fun anymore. All that high-speed jerking around, slamming first one way, and then the other, and having the bejeezus scared out of you. Why was that ever fun? Real life roller...
