Monthly Archives: March 2015

the night before the night before

i am in sydney, and i’m doing ok. surgery is friday. this time, in two days, i will either be out of surgery, or out of this world. my way of dealing with this is eating things and buying books. … Continue reading

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last minute packing: sydney: surgery

i was going to write an entry about my lungs. in summary, there are either secondaries, fungus, or TB, and there’s no way of telling without a biopsy. if they aren’t cancer, there’s a chance, if they can somehow get … Continue reading

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leaving the house is hard: social anxiety and other stories.

so. if you don’t know any people who are/have bipolar, you might not be familiar with the intensity of bipolar extroversion. i don’t know if that’s the technical term for it. it’s how i tend to tag it in my … Continue reading

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bleak: nighttime.

i am not inspiration porn, you know. i don’t exist to inspire others to live an authentic life in their bodies without cancer. i don’t exist to make other people feel better about their lives without cancer. my insecurity around … Continue reading

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on co-morbities and dealing with the losses of chronic illness.

as most of you know, i’m on twitter. a lot. in fact, most of the time i have twitter running. the constant stream of phrases and conversations and ideas is soothing and comforting, and it is this organic place where … Continue reading

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high school and happiness and dying

i was going to write about the sad death of the young woman with a rare sarcoma who wrote a book about her CAM treatment plan, but i think i might write that elsewhere if anyone is interested. but what … Continue reading

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video games and video-eulogies

at the moment, i’ve found the perfect dealing-with-the-noise strategy: video games. i have a limit – i play for a few hours in the afternoon. there’s something about the immersive environment that calms me – the narrative that helps me … Continue reading

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