Love Thyself
I spend a lot of time in the infusion center hooked up to some drug designed to kill this cancer and keep me on my feet. This week, I racked up over twelve hours here, and crazy as it sounds, when I get in my car, my phone tells me that I will be at the hospital in thirty minutes with typical traffic. I do believe that A.I. thinks I work here. I try to imagine it as my day at the spa, but I'm just kidding myself since they don't offer massages or pedicures. It does, however
Chasing Waterfalls
I felt the perception shift like a seismic rumble, the effect so powerful that it rattled my bones. That description might be a little too dramatic, even for me, but I can say that I woke suddenly at 3 a.m. shortly after starting this new treatment, the one that is kicking my butt into next week, with a renewed sense of urgency about my life. When you spend your days battling the laundry list of side effects from chemotherapy (and I will spare you the details here), you tend
