Before I forget, thank you if you messaged me. I have probably not messaged you back. The last two weeks have been a whirlwind of information, and apparently I respond to stress by going to sleep. I really appreciate the contact and I will find some way to respond to you personally really, really soon. Really. This week I have plunged into the vortex of confusing factoids and innuendo and second opinions. I have been proceeding on the hopes of…
First of all, thanks to all who have donated to my care so far. I can’t help but notice that many of you are people who probably can’t afford to donate, so thank you. I am grateful and yet ashamed to need the help. I am kicking myself for not buying cancer insurance, not getting a mammogram sooner, and not doing 20 other things, even as I am learning that kicking myself is just part of the self-torture that goes…
Dear friends, here is a note to tell you about a strange new part of my life on earth. Late last year, several people I am close to emotionally and/or adjacent to physically received cancer diagnoses. That was hard. And what made it harder was my mother’s injuries, which caused her to enter a graduated care facility. My siblings began the process of selling the house I thought of as home. I felt like I had lost my main support…