Tag Archives: scars

The Day No T-Shirt Slogan Worked

Throughout this essay, the quotes depicted are found on actual t-shirts for sale on the Internet. My breast implants are shifting. The plastic surgeon warned me two years ago that it would likely happen. At the time, I had just finished up an intense year of multiple surgeries, chemotherapy, and radiation. I was set to begin physical therapy to increase… Read more »

The Day I Cried During Pilates

  It’s no secret that my breast cancer diagnosis rattled my perception of what it means to live a healthy lifestyle, and I live my life now recognizing that “good health” and “ideal body weight” are not necessarily related terms. I had thought that I was healthy before breast cancer, but my lack of exercise was not doing me any… Read more »

The Day My Kids Will Understand My Cancer

  My children are, without a doubt, genetically related to me. Each has a unique conception story in the annals of family lore which, don’t worry, I won’t share with you. I delivered Baby #1 via c-section, under general anesthesia, at 35 weeks because of partial placenta previa and low progesterone levels.  I delivered Baby #2 VBAC with an epidural. For Baby… Read more »

The Day I Couldn’t Remember 2014

In 2002, I bought a Christmas journal. It’s a simple book with room to record 25 years worth of holiday seasons. I write down the gifts given and received, what cookies I baked, what celebrations we attended and what food was served. I also make note of the weather on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, as well as how much… Read more »

The Day I Went Swimsuit Shopping with the Boys

I have an underdeveloped sense of style, so home decor purchases leave me mentally exhausted. Do these colors compliment each other? Do these patterns clash? Will I have more than 5 minutes to sit down and enjoy the comfort of this couch, anyway?  Book shopping is a meticulous affair, with me mapping out the selection and systematically taking the room apart… Read more »