When a woman spends some time inviting people into the (sometimes gory) details of her life through weekly essays published online, she feels a certain responsibility to keep those people updated on the various issues and events described therein. Whether they like it or not.
Oh Cindy. There is nothing I can say about this whole shitty experience to help you except that my heart is with you. And Annie. And Angelo. And you and you and you
I always think that someday--some wonderful, hoped-for day in an enlightened and advanced age--people will look back at so much of standard cancer "treatment" as crude and barbaric, akin to blood-letting of the middle ages. That day can't come soon enough. In the meantime, I am sending you all good thoughts, prayers, and juju to get you through the difficult steps ahead and I am anxiously awaiting your full recovery. Love you!!
My cancer was not gender-related. But I do know what you mean about feeling that our body is being violated in some way. Once we hand ourselves over to the medics we no longer have full control. I'm grateful for the surgery, even if it was brutal at the time. The visible scars remind me how lucky I am to be alive. I wish you well. It seems like you have a good support group around you. And thank you for sharing your cancer with us. It's an important service to those of us who are at different stages of our own cancer journeys.
You do have a lot on your plate - and it hasn’t always been tasty. Dammit. But it’s ok to be optimistic. I believe you will get through this fine. I know you have a lovely support group - and I am here if you want to talk. I’ve been to that playground myself. My surgeries were in 2010. I had chemo but no radiation - and my implants resemble a Barbie doll. I know there’s a lot on your plate. And you know about one day at a time. I feel a strong connection to you - I am here if you want to talk🩷
Thanks for this courageous update. I wish you didn’t need courage, but there it is. It’s a lot, right now, but we’re thinking of you and wishing you well…
Oh Cindy. There is nothing I can say about this whole shitty experience to help you except that my heart is with you. And Annie. And Angelo. And you and you and you
I always think that someday--some wonderful, hoped-for day in an enlightened and advanced age--people will look back at so much of standard cancer "treatment" as crude and barbaric, akin to blood-letting of the middle ages. That day can't come soon enough. In the meantime, I am sending you all good thoughts, prayers, and juju to get you through the difficult steps ahead and I am anxiously awaiting your full recovery. Love you!!
Thinking of you and sending good vibes! This thing called "life" is seeming less and less fair :-(
My cancer was not gender-related. But I do know what you mean about feeling that our body is being violated in some way. Once we hand ourselves over to the medics we no longer have full control. I'm grateful for the surgery, even if it was brutal at the time. The visible scars remind me how lucky I am to be alive. I wish you well. It seems like you have a good support group around you. And thank you for sharing your cancer with us. It's an important service to those of us who are at different stages of our own cancer journeys.
You do have a lot on your plate - and it hasn’t always been tasty. Dammit. But it’s ok to be optimistic. I believe you will get through this fine. I know you have a lovely support group - and I am here if you want to talk. I’ve been to that playground myself. My surgeries were in 2010. I had chemo but no radiation - and my implants resemble a Barbie doll. I know there’s a lot on your plate. And you know about one day at a time. I feel a strong connection to you - I am here if you want to talk🩷
Thanks for this courageous update. I wish you didn’t need courage, but there it is. It’s a lot, right now, but we’re thinking of you and wishing you well…