Category: blog posts
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February 26th of 2021, I went in for my routine yearly mammogram. I had no fucks to give. I don’t have a family history of cancer. THIS IS A BIG MISCONCEPTION. March 1st, here come the fucks. The caller on the other end requested I come back that same week. A diagnostic mammogram and possibly…
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Yup. It got me. Currently getting chemo. Stay tuned for the bullshit.
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2021 is 19 days in. Yet, it’s easy to forget we’re in 2021. Time seemed to come to an abrupt interval last March when the world shut down. The effects of this sudden world closure will be apparent for many years to come. My family and I were successful in avoiding this frightening virus for…
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This isn’t a New Year’s Resolution post. I’ve decided that I am in control of my life and what happens next. It’s taken me a long time to reach this mindset. The safety net that was my Mom and my Dad is gone. I’ve been wondering what will catch me now. I can’t fathom not…
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The odds of winning the Powerball Jackpot are 1 in 292,201,338 according to an article posted on CNN.com. The reward was in the 300 million dollar range. The possibility of winning is so minute. A win seems next to impossible. What is it like to have that ticket in your hand? What does that feel…
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1. What is the universe trying to tell me? 2. How can I express my love more to others? Can I express it in a better way? 3. How can I express my love for myself? 4. Am I practicing self care enough? 5. What are my most favorite things about myself? 6. Where do…
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Who are you? If you had to tell someone who you are, what would you say? What are the things you feel are important enough to mention? Why do you feel they are important? Is your description of who you are, separate from anyone else? Are you describing yourself in relation to someone else? “I’m…
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I’ve decided… I’m going to focus on laughing more. The more I talk to the people close to me, the more I realize that the death of my parents took me away from me. As I am slowly healing, less people are afraid to point it out. I am not the same person I used…
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When it’s over You’re left with…. A rented hospital bed. Bottles and bottles of narcotics. Exhaustion. A makeshift urinal from a pitcher you know longer use And this. His last worn item. The hospital gown that he left this world wearing. And your broken heart.
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No old(er) person can convince you that their throbbing knee or sore elbow is what is to come. I hit 40 and shit just went slidin’ down hill. I got an X-ray on my shoulder last week and an MRI yesterday. I tried to go to the gym this week. My body was like, “Who…
