Be the Safety Net, Don’t Let Meanness Win

It was a shadowy end of the year in our family, punctuated by peaks of brightness from our silly six year old boy anticipating Christmas. While everyone else was finishing their holiday shopping, word came that my young niece attempted to commit suicide. It struck me that this attempt was made now, at the darkest time of… Continue reading Be the Safety Net, Don’t Let Meanness Win

The Period at the End

I am reframing this from a story about loss, loss of fertility and youthful hormones, loss of yet another piece of my femininity to something else. This bilateral salpingo-oophorectomy will bring a gift of release.

Follow the Money Trail$: Keeping your Contributions Local

I had the chance to speak at a local fundraiser last night. Because we are on the cusp of going from Ovarian Cancer Awareness month to Breast Cancer Awareness month, I thought I would share what I read last night and tell you why it is so important to make charitable donations to your local community… Continue reading Follow the Money Trail$: Keeping your Contributions Local

Looking for Hope at the Bottom of a Well

A date has been set for early November. The gravity of a date takes the notion of surgery out of the conceptual and a knowing dread creeps into my body, a cellular cloak of warning. I'm having flashbacks of it all, from diagnosis news to having big decisions on the table, surgical options pushed and… Continue reading Looking for Hope at the Bottom of a Well

When You Cut Away the Risk, What is Left?

What is TRUE and what is just convenient to tell your patients? Is there a lack of current data, or does my doctor lack understanding in this particular area? Is it just too uncomfortable and inconvenient for her to tell me the truth or is she worried about legal culpability, imagining some future lawsuit and… Continue reading When You Cut Away the Risk, What is Left?

I Have a Secret

I have a secret. It is hidden away underneath my shirt, and only revealed under the most private and intimate of circumstances. I reveal myself to only a select few. My husband, my mother, my aunt, a very few of the closest girlfriends will catch a glimpse. I took for granted my natural born nipples.… Continue reading I Have a Secret