Half Way There

Last Thursday (July 14th) was my final dose of Doxorubicin and Cyclophosphamide (for those of you that are not oncologists or have not pumped these cocktails into your veins, these drugs are the red devil Kool-Aid and the one that makes your nose feel like you snorted wasabi off of a Dynamite Roll at the dumpy All... Continue Reading →

Your changing body 

These last few months are doing quite a number on my already less than pristine temple. Surgery, recovery, chemo, steroids (don't worry, not the Jose Canseco or Alex Rodriguez type) and inactivity due to all of the above wrecks havoc on all of your insides and outsides. So, in attempting to "own" everything about this... Continue Reading →

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