January 4, 2018

Does this angle make my wounds look open to you? 

I'm looking in the bathroom mirror after my shower. The eucalyptus scented vapors are dissipating.

Eucalyptus, because the jury is still out on the relationship between lavender and estrogen and hormone positive breast cancers....

The adhesive used on my port site last week cau...

June 4, 2017

I read recently that parenting is simultaneously celebrating accomplishments and milestones, while grieving each stage that is left behind. In the fall, London and Quinn will start kindergarten. May brought with it preschool graduation...one step closer to those long days where their giggles fill classroom walls instead of...

May 5, 2017

While I was in Spokane nursing my disappointment over the news from my last Echo (more on that here), I got a text from my friend Annie...

Are you interested in having a yard sale at our house next Saturday? Our neighborhood is having one...

Sure, why not? It sounded like either a great distraction or a terrible idea. And we...

December 17, 2016

Life provides plenty of irony when you are in your mid-30's and have Stage 4 cancer. Take my favorite example...faithfully applying anti-aging eye cream each night.

Or this....

After receiving an article from my dad about how melatonin suppresses breast cancer growth, I spent several late nights plugged into my iPad screen, r...

September 24, 2016

Tonight I intended to sit and look through photos for my next fun post about what to wear after your mastectomy...culling, as the real photographers call it. (Look at me...learning new words!)

But my mind resembles my early attempts at egg poaching. The waters are spinning and bits are breaking off, clouding the pot.

Mos...

July 10, 2016

The day had come to fly back to Houston and begin radiation. I woke London and Quinn to say goodbye. The picture of sweetness...side by side in the bed they share at Grammy and Grandpapa's house. They fell asleep playing "sock puppets"...a current favorite...and both still had their socks on their hands.

As small c...

July 3, 2016

My double mastectomy at MDAnderson was scheduled to be six hours long. It took eight and a half. After I said goodbye to Jason and was rolled into the operating room, it got terribly real. Through the haze of medication I was aware that the room was cold. Bright. Very large. And very busy. All of these people here for...

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