“The good news is, you don’t have a kidney stone. The bad news is, the tumor on your left kidney has grown since your last cat scan three years ago. It looks like renal cell carcinoma.” Those words were spoken by the emergency room physician after I had testing for severe left-sided pain.
Wait. What? Nobody told me I had a tumor three years ago. “Doc, are you sure that report has my name on it and isn’t for someone else?” He assured me it was mine. Continue reading Am I Going To Die?
I started life out on the wrong foot. You see, I was born on a day that doesn’t exist three years out of every four. February 29th. Leap day.
As a child, instead of thinking this was cool, I was embarrassed by it. I didn’t want what I felt was negative attention and was very jealous when the other kids had a birthday. They were brought to the front of the class for everyone to sing to them. I usually didn’t have a birthday, so was often overlooked. Or I would be told, “It’s not really your birthday” by the mean kids. I just wanted to be like everyone else.
Fast forward to decades later and I can recount the typical things you hear as a leapling. This is how an exchange goes when someone finds out you were born on leap day:
Continue reading Growing Up Leap Year
I’m planning on breaking up with my bathrobe today. It was inevitable. The relationship began out of a deep need for comfort, but that simply isn’t enough to keep it going forever.
So I’m writing it a letter. Maybe that’s the coward’s way out, but it works for me today, ok? Don’t judge.
Continue reading The Breakup
I had a post in the works for this Christmas season. I trashed it this morning. In it’s place, I’m just going to speak my truth. Maybe you will relate to it, maybe you won’t. Maybe someone out there needs to hear this, so I’ll write it for them.
I hate Christmas. There. I said it. Not the true meaning of the holiday, but the way it plays out. Continue reading My Christmas Reality
