Tag Archives: Coping Mechanisms

Persistence, Tenacity, and New Blood

This cancer journey reminds me of some aspects of our Going East bike trip – particularly during those times when persistence and tenacity are what you need to make it over that one last hill. I always thought this picture from our trip made a great motivational photo (Scott pushes the loaded recumbent bike up… Read More »

The transformative power of a bike ride

One of the hardest things I’ve done lately, was to get out of bed after my afternoon nap, and get on my bike. It wasn’t that I didn’t have the energy for it – I did. I’m in a strong phase right now. It was that I was sad. And not the type of sad… Read More »

Every day a new side effect

Chemo has many side effects, so many, that they don’t tell you about them. What happens is, when you have a symptom, you contact your oncologist (or the oncologist on call) to see whether or not it is something you should worry about. There are so many side effects, many of which are rare or… Read More »

Who would have thought … I look sexy in a buzz cut!

Today was the trip to the really nice lady who volunteers to shave heads for those who are going through chemotherapy. We decided we needed a before picture – as Scott was also going to get his head shaved (in part in solidarity, but more because he needed a haircut). As she shaved my head,… Read More »

Meltdown

Last night I allowed myself to go down an emotional spiral into an all out meltdown. I was already feeling a little sad and then took an MJ pill, and started reading the book Wild. The first several chapters of the book go through the authors feelings as she supports her mother’s sudden death from Lung… Read More »

Humour in the moment – which boobs should I wear?

In this moment, we (Scott and I) often find ourselves laughing at things that are rather absurd, but real none-the-less. I recognize it clearly as a coping mechanism, and something that is definitely needed. But I’m also aware of how easily something funny can turn into something not funny. I recall back in my undergrad… Read More »

I am an academic

Last week, I was reflecting deeply on who I am and where I want to go. I did not get shortlisted for my dream job. Part of the reason for this is that they had an ample sufficiency of candidates. So many candidates, that they didn’t need to consider someone who had not yet completed… Read More »

It all started …

… with denial. I felt something. Could it be what I was feeling was just a muscle strain. Surely if I waited a couple of days it would go away. Breast cancer was never something I thought that I would ever have to deal with. I know of no relatives with breast cancer – well,… Read More »