As a writer and mother who can no longer have any more, it is my deep grieving responsibility to tell stories. Since the moment I saw the double lines on a pregnancy stick, I’ve encountered incredible women who have pressed on through heartbreaking circumstances. I am every, and all, and none of these women. This is a tribute to […]
We all wrote in the middle of the field. The chilled breeze whipped around cotton sweatshirts, backpacks, and used composition notebooks. I tried to keep the prompts light until after lunch, and I’m still in shock I was crazy enough to take all my classes out. On the senior English writing pilgrimage, students sat among […]
A few days ago when I was checking my email, a name which is always attached to both my surgery record, diagnosis, and chemo regimen was in the inbox, Dr. Stephanie Wethington. Though I’ve had countless doctors and nurses treat me, it all began with her saving my life during surgery and separating my body […]
After a year with a plastic port under my skin and a catheter in my vein, I am officially device and cancer free. Today is the first day of being both device and cancer free. All of my scan are clear! I don’t know where to go from here. Will I always refer to myself […]
It wasn’t until recently that I truly began to feel the impact of not having any ovaries or a uterus anymore due to ovarian cancer.
There was incessant beeping in the room when I finally opened my eyes. I can’t remember what time it was but the clock on the wall and the setup in the room materialized into the ICU. That, according to the doctor, meant the surgery was complicated. I tried to move but I was connected on […]
“It will be impossible for you to get pregnant,” she said, the doctor with the supercilious mouth stared back at me while I sat on the crinkly thin paper on the table. The room smelled of alcohol wipes and the atmosphere was turning toxic. A few weeks earlier, the ultrasound glared back at me, a […]