Monthly Archives: August 2011

Things I Learned The Month I Slowed Down

Chemotherapy is NOT what it is in the movies. Currently I am neither bald nor any paler. I also haven’t thrown up yet and don’t sleep that much.

“Health” has very little to do with aesthetic. Just because I can run, doesn’t mean I’m a healthy person. Disease can still strike me down.


Happiness isn’t something that needs to be chased down or found. Oftentimes it can come to me wherever I am in the world just by opening myself up to it.

Having cancer allows you access to a secret club. One where you can throw around the Cancer Card to make things occasionally go your way.


Keeping up a healthy body image while your body is really sick, is well, really hard.

Losing my hair is a lot more traumatic that I expected it to be, no matter how fun a wig may be.


Cheeseburgers are much better when the cheese is stuffed in the burger. Try it!!

CSA boxes are so worth the money.


Exercise is AMAZING. I mean, I always knew it was great, but now I am so thankful to be able to do it. Even if it’s a far cry from what I used to do, the 40 minutes of moderate exercise on the recumbent bike machine still makes me feel 10x better. If I can break through chemo fatigue to workout, you can make it to the gym after work, promise!


When living inside a bubble, small road trips are the perfect escape.


I am going to beat cancer.


I always knew I would, but there were still creeping doubts. Now I know I really, really will. There are just too many things left to do and experience. I will not let cancer or being sick cut any of that short.


I am taking a bit of a rain check today friends! I often write my posts in the evenings, but I spent all last night laughing my face off at 30 Rock. Holy moly Tina Fey is hilarious.

And now today, my mom is making me go to the doctor because I have smallpox. Or something of the sort. I have a rash and seemingly normal symptoms become BIG symptoms when you have cancer and are on chemotherapy. Hopefully a benedryl will clear it up.

Until then, I want to give a shout out to Nuts About Granola and Cancer Warrior.


Thanks for the t-shirt, for making amazing granola, and for dedicating the money from Warrior Crunch to me and my cause. Y’all should really check it out.

At least I can fight the bubonic plague today well fed on granola and in style.


Okay, maybe I should just stick to writing and taking my medicines.


I secretly love looking at the random photos people take on their cellphones. Not everyone carries a camera on them, so when life or the mood strikes, the cellphone is often the one that captures the moment. The photos are random and don’t typically string together to tell any kind of story. Compared to say, photos from a vacation. But that is the part I love about them. Tidbits from life that aren’t “important” enough to bring a camera for, but I think are special all on their own.

So today I open up my iPhone for you. I admit, I’ve already shared a lot of these photos of Twitter and Instagram. Some I forgot about, or got too lazy to post. Others are just too good not to put up on the ‘ole blog for everyone else to see.


Woke up one morning to my step-sister's cat staring at me from on top of the closet door.


My step-dad's birthday with my two step-sisters.


The sinkhole soon-to-be swimming pool in my mom's driveway. It's crazy!!


I'll take them all please.


How did this full carrot get through?


Scenes from an afternoon walk.


The many tortures of physiotherapy. Learning to straighten my arm by pulling it down with weight.


My baby nephew!


Waiting for the doctor after I found out I had a blood clot. Forgot to ask him for the Bieber sticker after.


Peanut butter chocolate cupcake my family brought me after being admitted to hospital.


This stuff saved me from getting an extra IV when I had the stomach flu.


I am never too sick to eat potatoes. And they're chock full of potassium!


Best/funniest "Get Well" card I received, courtesy of my Aunt Jane.


Found an old picture of my cousin Ellen and I circa 1990-ish.


Board game from my fellow foodie ex-roommie. One I actually knew the answers to!


I do not miss the hospital food AT ALL.


Cuddling with the poodle.


Harry Potter with my sister Sara and step-sister Sarah! Yes, I have two sisters named Sara(h)


Fuel to get me through chemo from the Clif company. Peanut Butter Pretzel Mojo is the best EVER.


I stick two of these in my stomach every day. I am a human pin cushion.


A common view from where I sleep.


Bird in the oven.


Schnitzelhaus in Aulac, New Brunswick. Mom and I stopped for a roadside lunch.


Schnitzel with spaetzle. Ie flattened and breaded meat with soft egg noodles.


First time schnitzel experience was a very, very good one.


Falafel crepe? Pita is better.


I usually have to share my bed with these two misfits.


My wig! Still haven't started wearing it yet.


Buddy with a star on his chest.


Still get a surprise when I reach for socks and grab a cat instead.


Get even more surprised when she hops out of there unexpectedly.


My Nana puts orange marmalade in everything she bakes. Even chocolate chip cookies.


Sometimes she snores.


My dad's grocery list.




Untangling said yarn because of cat.


Yet another coconut flour pancakes fail.


My sister Jane and her band.


Under cover.


Progress made over the past two months on the arm with the broken elbow. I can see my palm now!


Story of my life.


Burgers stuffed with brie, sundried tomato, and portobello mushrooms.


My Dad, posing with some of our best burgers yet.

P.S. Thank you for the feedback on my last post! If you haven’t left any yet, I encourage you to do so. It’s been fun, helpful, and super encouraging :)


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