Breast Cancer Isn’t the Sexy Cancer Although That’s How it’s Portrayed

My Lonely Days Are Not So Lonely Anymore

It’s My Surviversary

Cancer Is No Gift But It Gave Me Sobriety

Shop Til You Drop-Drop Dead that Is

Keeping it Real this Pinktober

Some of Us Still Need Chemo and Some of Us Will Not Be Okay, Despite What You’ve Heard On TV

Ode to Boobs

Pinktober Never Ends For My Tribe Of Warriors

One Survivor’s Perspective

Breast Friends Forever

Happy Cancerversary to Me

Introduction to Health Insurance 101

How I Get Ready for My Oncologist Appointment, Apparently

Treatment Ended But It Seems Cancer Hasn’t-What We Want You To Know

The Tortoise and the Hair

3D Nip Tats are Totally a Thing and I Have Them

Are You Dense? My Propensity for Density

Good News at the Oncologist but Bad News from the Insurance Company (which is nothing new)

Fat and Happy….Almost

Pinktober Never Ends For My Tribe Of Warriors

Don’t Forget to Add Reconstruction to My Bill For Surviving Cancer

My Greatest Fear is Leaving Her

Her Soul Still Shines Bright With the Light of a Thousand Suns

Boobless in New Jersey

Hey Cancer – Get in the Back Seat

Beach, Oh How I’ve Missed Thee

What to Expect When You’re Expecting…..a Mastectomy.

Still Kicking Ass, Apparently

Proof that Breast Cancer Does Not Discriminate

Let’s All Just Go to Xanadu Where There is Probably No Cancer

My Mastectomy Anniversary and My Heart Attack that Wasn’t a Heart Attack

I’m a Narcoleptic Napper

It’s My Two Year Cancerversary but I Don’t Need Cotton or China (dinnerware not the country)


My Creaks and Cracks and Letrozole Dreams

I Cried, But Then I Laughed

My Latest Tumble and I Explain Breast Cancer Alphabet Soup

I Was Always Strong and Beautiful, Who Knew? I Didn’t.

The Itches of Ghost Boobs Past and My Bucket List

Another Oncologist Appointment in the Can on this Valentine’s Day

Kicking Breast Cancer Out of the Front Seat

Navigating the Carcinogenic Bubble

Boob Jobs and Salvage Jobs

The Cancer Lifers

Stop, Drop and Fluff?

My Foobs, My Scars and My Bra Ambivalence

You Might Think You Know, But You Don’t

A Breast Cancer Poem, or Maybe Limerick.

A Year Later, and Hairier, and Thankful

Flaunting the New Boobs and the Evolution of My Fear

Can I Feel Your Boobs?

One Leaky Coconut and Two New Boobs

I’ve Learned To Be a Cancer Pinball Wizard

Ice Cream is Not Recommended for Breast Cancer and Other Soul Crushing Truths

There’s No Crying in Baseball! But I’ve Got to Let Myself Cry Sometimes.

Breast Cancer Awareness Has Gone to the Dogs

Talking Cancer With My Daughter

They’re Boobs, Not Secret, Mystical and Mysterious Appendages

Obamacare Shat on Me. Yep, I Went There.

Deja Phew

There’s a Bump On My Coconut Dammit

I Did a Major Face Plant. The Good News is the Boobs Are Okay.