My life has taken on the navigation of a shopping cart. You think you’re going straight when suddenly, the wheel sticks and you do a sharp 90 degree turn into a shelf filled with now-toppling cans. Last week, I got diagnosed with triple-negative breast cancer. Awesome. My first stop is four months of chemo. Then probably surgery. Then more chemo and radiation. My friends and family are rallying like I’ve never seen. My kids are struggling to understand. My daughter invented “Weird Cancer Guy, I Hate You.” That will be the title of my next book. And, my husband has tapped into super powers, even remembering to pack paper plates for our last trip.
Anyway, I’m turning my blog into a place to inform everyone what’s going on. But also, TRY to make a joke out of cancer. My biggest fear is that I’ll lose the ability to find humor in this situation. So far, there are a few positives:
1. FREE full Brazilian wax, without the wax
2. $35 saved in brow and lip wax
3. Hundreds about to be saved in hair cuts