my love

grieving and treatment

My father passed away a couple of weeks ago (the night before I started IT Herceptin, in fact). His service was last week. It was small and private. I was very impressed with the priest who had never met my father but listened to my mom and my sister and said some very thoughtful things.The end of …

good things

Time for another one! What would yours be?In random order, the things that make me happy these days:Lynn Miles.Billy Bragg.Tea.Thinking about Canadian travel.Colours.Massage and reflexology.My friends and chosen family (and that includes lots of real family). My sister (because that bears repeating).Dark humour. Dog faces. Tim (for 25 years this month. Over half my life). …

the latest developments in the brain of Laurie K

I have been planning for ages to return to writing in this space and feeling a bit guilty about it. I’ve just been really busy with other writing, volunteering, having fun and getting healthy. Ironically, what brings me back is a return of the cancer in my brain. The letter below is an edited version …

it’s deja vu all over again

I’ve been struggling to write this post for the last couple of days. Two nights ago, a friend of my son’s was saying that he finds it much easier to write when he’s writing to someone. My spouse shared that he once had a university prof suggest that he get over writers’ block by starting …

so this happened

On April 1st, I had a brain MRI. Then, last week, the very competent secretary who works with my neurosurgeon, left me the following message on my voice mail: “The written report is not yet available but Dr. S. has looked at your MRI and he says that it looks better. He says he doesn’t need …

too much. all at once.

Last week, I had CT scans* and treatment on Tuesday, a brain MRI on Wednesday and a bone scan on Thursday. There was also an incident on Tuesday evening with one of the boys, which culminated in the following text from my beloved:  “I now know what projectile vomiting looks like. Can you check Groupon for …

how much to say and how to say it: the blogger’s dilemma

I’m finding my blogging constrained these days by thoughts of how others, particularly my family, are feeling. I’m especially concerned that my children could be reading, if they chose to do so. How could I possibly put my very darkest thoughts here, as well as my most hopeful, happiest, meanest and angriest, knowing that they …