Insanity

The Power of a Cape

The night before the procedure, I didn’t sleep. I googled my symptoms and like any decent Dr. Google consultation, confirmed the worst. At 3:30AM, though, annoyed with sitting around, I went into my closet and packed up my bag for the next day. A book. My phone charger. Socks. And then, right there, sitting on a shelf as if it somehow knew, was my long, lost cape.

Happy Freakin’ Birthday

Lately, the problem with birthdays is that they are just so…yearly. I always get philosophical on my birthday. You know, it’s another year on the planet. It’s a time to look back at everything I did or did not accomplish… Read More ›

“Is it safe?”

I recently went to the dentist. For most normal people that’s roughly a twice a year event. For me, it’s a bit more involved. Intellectually, I know that going to the dentist is really not that big of a deal…. Read More ›

Je Suis Pissed Off

His hands were in the air and he was lying on the ground, injured. I’ve seen gruesome images out of Gaza and Israel this past summer. I’ve seen pictures of dead children in Syria. I’ve seen the videos of journalists… Read More ›

Doing Drugs

So this past week, I became an old woman. I’m not talking about grey hair, or creaking bones, or any of that standard stuff. (Though, I’m getting those as well.) No, this kind of aging was the stereotypical old-woman-in-a-home kind… Read More ›

Side Effects

In the game of cancer defense, the key word is side effects. It was always there in the background, but now that the offensive season is over and the battle is more passive, everything seems to be a side effect…. Read More ›

The Cancer Movie

In the movie in my mind, I am the valiant card-carrying cancer warrior, a runner of marathons and wearer of pink. I carry a shield emblazoned with “I SURVIVED!” in huge letters as I cartwheel into oncology offices and sprinkle… Read More ›

O Captain! My Captain!

Robin Williams turned me into a teacher. Turned me onto poetry. Made me want to believe in the power of words and music. Granted, he didn’t write the screenplay for Dead Poets Society, but I doubt it could have been told… Read More ›