Monthly Archives: May 2010
Since Andrea is at the I Can Do It! conference, I thought I’d do my best to keep publishing fresh content on the site. While catching up on a backlog of the TED talk videos, I saw this talk by … Continue reading
I can’t remember the last time Andrea went away for the weekend which means her getaway to Toronto is long overdue. It’s just Lucy, Bayla and me. There’s lots of fun things to do this weekend. However, like most weekends … Continue reading
I’m heading any minute now to the Hay House I Can Do It! Conference in Toronto. Treatment kept me from Podcamp and BookCamp this year but I’m not missing the opportunity to soak up three days of inspiration. Hair or … Continue reading
As of 7:55 this morning, I’ll have notched 19 of my 30 radiation treatments. And — touch wood — pinched muscles and speckled redness have been my only noticeable side-effects. In an imaginative attempt to keep it that way, I … Continue reading
Dear Mrs. Duck, I am writing to you because I would like you to know that your duckling, the one who fell behind when you were swimming, did not drown all alone in dow’s lake. My mother went back and … Continue reading
I know that it sounds like a human in our family died but sad to say ;it was Sylvester. He died yesterday night after he had been given medicine. I was so happy when we had saved him and we … Continue reading
Our beautiful little duckling has died. During his examination at the Wild Bird Care Centre last night, it became obvious he was injured beyond repair (he was likely hit by a bike). The caregivers aborted the exam. They gave him … Continue reading
Plop! A poor little duckling keels over in the water, he is starting to sink, little by little. Mom, wishing, that duckling could come to the shore, somehow. Whoosh. the current pushes the poor duck to the shore. Mom picked … Continue reading
A tiny survivor entered my life today. During my daily Gratitude Walk this morning, I spotted a family of ducks: four ducklings and a mom. One little duck was being ferried around by his mates, his legs limply hanging and … Continue reading
Psychosocial Oncology. Again and again I’ve been bowled over with gratitude for the skillful and compassionate nurses, technicians and physicians who have cared for me during this journey… As I’ve been rolled in and out of surgeries, cared for in … Continue reading
Some months ago I didn’t think there was going to be a birthday party for me this year — my 40th. The truth is, I wasn’t sure I wanted a birthday party what with everything that was going on in … Continue reading
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars. – Persian proverb Heartfelt thanks to my dear friends Caroline and Jay for guiding me toward light during this very, very dark week. And to Lucy and Mark for holding … Continue reading
Happy Birthday, my sweet. And many, many happy, happy returns. ps. Check out a glimpse of Mark’s first 40 years in this beautiful post. Thank you, Mark.
I’ve been having a rough week. gaping bald patches (especially at the front of my scalp — exactly like the irate Taxotere victims) continuing harassment and threats from Josephine and Keith Ross news from my medical intuitive of two new … Continue reading
A sister dim-witted and bland, Kept her head seven months in the sand, Not one card, call or meal, Through the cancer ordeal, Yet her insults we’ll grin and withstand.