There and Back Again: Thanksgiving
It’s Thanksgiving, and where I lack in gratitude the other 364 days of the year, I certainly try to make up for on this day. All morning, I have been thinking about the things I am grateful for. I am grateful for Tilly, curled up on the bed with me. She and I...
There and Back Again: Night Things
I was laying in my bed; it was 2 a.m.; I was awake. About two hours earlier, my one-year-old black Labrador Retriever, Tilly, crawled out from under the covers where she was sleeping with me, and vomited right on top of the quilt. I was initially disgusted, then I was...
There and Back Again: Litany
The very night I finished radiation, I joined a gym. It was on my list, right before, “Get Pizza for Dinner.” When I mentioned the pizza to the guy who was registering my gym membership, he said lots of people do that. Go hog wild the night they join a...
There and Back Again: High Stakes (Radiation: Day 8)
One of these days, I’d like to climb up on the radiation table and lay down in the right position all on my own. But from the moment I lay my head back on the hard rubber cradle, the lights dim, the green laser beams illuminate, and the radiation technicians...
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