This is a story you can tell
This is a story you can tell You: “This poor mom I heard about, a friend of a friend knows her whole story, she has three young kids and was […]
They’re in the now, you’re in the past (and future)
Through gritted teeth I explain to Bailey that she cannot burst into my room and whisper random questions as it wakes Tom every time. Really every time. She leaves, little […]
As simple as squashing a Mosquito
As I put my naked head down to sleep I can hear that determined little fecker. He is one relentless mosquito. Why could he not just go where all the […]
My most serious post ever
When you hear the word chemo, what do you think of? If you are one of my generation then you probably recall images from the movie ‘Dying Young’ (1991). A […]
Losing my shit
A post with lots of swear words and zero silver lining 8:20am The pharmacist is scurrying up and down like a nervous mouse. We make eye contact and her nose […]
Lessons from Cancer
Day 6 post chemo and I’m up at 4am to write. I’m definitely back to normal. It came suddenly, unexpectedly. This returning to normal. Like my friend Caroline said “the […]
The story of George
This is the story of George, the cancer that lives in my boob The weekend before we cut George out Writing this, I’m lying inside a tented structure with rain falling […]
Biopsies & Black Cats
If someone had to biopsy your parental journey, what would they see? Imagine they take a small sample, as they would from your breast or your thigh, and they send […]
Be the Container
“Oy Fek” I mumble under my breath (a combination of Jewish and Afrikaans swearwords). Tom is sitting on the coffee table pouring cold coffee: from the mug into a plastic […]
The art of having a bad day
I gained so much weight since Dec that my underwear is cutting off my blood supply. While facilitating a workshop last week I could literally not feel my left arm. […]
