As always, I made a stickK commitment for $100 – to go to an anti-abortion group if I fail. And as always, I am doing this for a reason: to send more campers to First Descents. Check out what #outlivingit is all about, and while I’m dreaming of creamy bries and stinky blues, won’t you consider throwing a few dollars toward the cause? https://support.firstdescents.org/fundraise?fcid=437815
As I put my right foot in front of my left 286,647 times this month, I learned so much about the history of this insidious, devastating disease that continues to claim the lives of far too many loved ones. It was fascinating to hear about the development of the drugs that I had taken twenty years ago: cisplatin, adriamycin, & methotrexate. It was humbling to hear the frustration of brilliant scientists and dedicated advocates, as they struggled to understand and find a way to humanly treat its victims. I always want a happy ending to a long story, but in this case, the story instead must end with hope and a resolve to continue putting the right foot in front of the left and persevering, however we can.
P.P.S. If you don’t feel like donating to FD through me and would prefer to score some awesome FD-inspired gear, you should check out Sevenly’s campaign for FD this week.
When most people see my right arm now, they don’t notice a thing. But every single day, I look down and thank my lucky stars…
Ultimately, we cancer survivors need to be our own best advocates, but I cannot underscore enough the value of a coordinated medical home. Having a medical team that empowers me to make smart health decisions is such a gift. And with Thanksgiving just around the corner, it is a gift I am especially thankful for.
“My mother’s neighbor’s cousin-in-law’s best friend’s ex-boyfriend’s illegitimate child’s dog’s breeder had cancer once, so I know EXACTLY what you’re going through.”
I’ve been trying to kick adjectives – in my papers for graduate school (those pesky extra words that make me go over the page limit!!) and in my diet.