Scenes from Oregon camping

 Ahhh, summer camping. Deer grazing with no apparent fear of humans. A tiny lizard stretched out on cool concrete. And a post-radiation mom with Maxi-Pads strapped across her chest. Nothing says sexy summer camping like that. There's no romantic escape from cancer treatment. My chest looks like parchment paper continents in an angry red sea. …

The nicest thing

My friend Kelly Wilson is one of the funniest people I know. Who else writes a book titled Don't Punch People in the Junk? She's walking the Portland-to-Coast Relay in my honor, which is so incredibly nice. Thanks, Kelly! Here are the details:Kelly's Awesome WalkTHREE POSITIVES:1- No one can tellWe went to the wedding of …

It’s PMS983

There's a new color where I've been getting radiated on one side of my chest and under my arm. It's like busted-up plum/got fried in a microwave. The worst part is it itches like crazy. But if you succumb to going all Wolverine and scratching it, the entire thing erupts in burning. I put the …

Dangerous liaisons

We knew this would happen. The kids would actually get along, form a bond and gang up on us. Today, they secreted a bottle of raspberry dressing out of the refrigerator and streaked their hands with it, screaming, "I'm hurt! Oh, my hand." It's my fault. I'm the one who said whoever draws blood first …

Summer…Unplugged

Just coming out of a blissful week of no cancer treatment. Getting a vacation at Neskowin Beach with nothing but beach, birds and beauty did the trick. We all went kayaking together for the first time. Steven said, "This is one of the best days of my life." He probably said that because he was steering the …