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March 30, 2025

It’s official. I have it. Weird little side effect of the capecitabine (chemo pills). I’ve been following the advice to moisturize the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet, and they have felt a little sensitive.

But today cinched it. I accidentally left the house this morning for my weekly Sunday morning shopping spree without putting on my good athletic shoes. I had my Crocs on instead (shoes which I love by the way). And despite the added layer of thick fuzzy socks, the soles of my feet were quickly irritated by those little bumps on the insole of the Crocs. I was absolutely miserable by the time I got back home.

March 23, 2025

I bought a pair of Cancer Pants today. They’re only called that because I hate having cancer and because I haaaaaaaaaaaaate pink. I really needed a pair of kick-around pants to see me through treatment, and all my other old comfy pants are way too big these days. So it made sense. Plus, they were only $7.48 and there was no way I was spending more than ten bucks on pink pants.

Plus, believe it or not, this is my very first selfie. EVER! 🤣🤣

January 17, 2025

phone rang at 6:33pm on a Friday night
colonoscopy doc
pathology came back
You.
Have.
Cancer.
the bottom dropped out of my world
wtf and there?!
even he was surprised
which probably means it’s not horribly advanced
but…
Chemo
Radiation
lots of other words most of which I don’t remember
him: I didn’t want to let it wait until Monday
me: oh sure, so I can worry about it all weekend but not be able to do anything about it?
fuck fuck fucking fuck

February 21, 2025

I have wanted to get a tattoo for decades. I’ve gotten close to doing it several times over the years. Pretty ironic that it took getting cancer for it to happen.

Very long appointment, undergoing a CT to pinpoint the precise location of the tumor and surrounding areas that will be targeted with radiation. They also have to determine the exact position you should be in on the table for each treatment. Hence the tattoos.

Two little dots. One on each hip. Each morning, before sending me into the tube, they point laser beams at my little dots to get me lined up correctly.

I was never interested in a tattoo that was under my clothing, but I think I’m going to have to turn these things into something of my own design when this is all over.