Tag: Metastatic breast cancer

My Funny Port-a-cath

Today is my least favorite day of the month. It’s subcutaneous injection day  at the chemo infusion center. If you look at the photos of my face and upper chest, the big bandage is over my “port-a-cath,” which is used for my blood draw,  sometimes. Mainly this is an expensive tap into my body, which the

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Inside Out, Outside In

Pain. Pain of the physical and psychological, and social kinds, became a part of my world as my condition started to define my world more and more. Sometimes, I feel as though I must live with pain, but why? When pizza burns the roof of my mouth, I know the origin of the pain and

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Metastatic World Traveler

  I’ve traveled, watched places unfold under me, as shirts from beleaguered cases onto hangers. Many streets left behind and those right in front reveal a tourist’s gift, unspoken surprises. Bread, wine, flowers in paper wound in twine. On my watch, my time, grows long, The farther away from the terminal, Smaller and blurred with

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