How to Exploit Breast Cancer, One Blogger at a Time

Flying Monkeys I got an email last evening from a woman who said she was from one of the more venerable online news sources, one that used to be in print. She said she was a senior editor who was “working on a piece about what you shouldn’t say to a breast cancer patient, and I […]

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Another Stalker

Not Exactly Hearts and Flowers Among cancer tests, colonoscopies are a little odd. I’m not talking about the infamous prep, or even the general indignity involved. I’m talking about the results. If the doctor finds nothing — no polyps, no ulcers, no funny stuff — then, great. You’re in the clear, come back in ten […]

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Dear NED*, Please Be My Valentine

So, this year’s colonoscopy was originally scheduled for about four weeks ago, but my doc’s office called to reschedule it. One of the alternate dates offered was Valentine’s Day, which appealed to my admittedly twisted sense of humor. Which goes with my twisted colon, a fact about which my doc informed me the last time […]

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Staying Negative

Facedown and flummoxed. Because I am creatively demented, one of the things I did as I was having a breast MRI this morning, was to start composing a parody of the lyrics to “The Trolley Song” that Judy Garland sings in the movie, Meet Me in St. Louis. Clang, clang, clang went the magnets, Bang, […]

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