Hello Again. It's been a few weeks. After taking some much-needed time to process a heartbreaking sequence of events that have affected my family, I have found my way back to the keyboard. This sacred place where I share with you my thoughts, feelings, and experiences is one I never intended to abandon…

If you've been on this journey with me for some time, you likely know that I believe "healing isn't linear". There is far more that needs recovery beyond a wound and I find that often the real healing does not begin until after the stitches have been removed…

I recently learned that I am allergic to quite a few things. I also learned that my Mom can run to the kitchen and back with a trash bag in 3.5 seconds so that I don’t vomit on the living room floor…

It's 3:30 pm and I am laying in bed in my PJ's feeling drained and in a bit of a funk. My surgery took place last Tuesday and went smoothly. I was discharged the following afternoon. Since then, I've been dealing with a possible mild infection and a case of the blues that comes and goes…

I still remember the first time I packed for an overnight stay at the hospital. You would have thought I was going on a month-long tour of Europe…

Several months back, I wrote about pain at the end of my residual limb. The metal stem left behind from my limb salvage surgery almost 7 years ago is extending past where my bone should be, due to bone loss, and is making it quite painful to walk on my prosthesis…

This morning I woke up with a heart full of hope. Hope for our future, our children, our aging parents, and our planet. Why? Because we have been living in uncertain times. The virus has separated us physically, but we were already so divided…

Patients with difficult to treat, recurring bone cancers often come to a crossroads at some point. To cut or not to cut…

I’ve always been some combination of sassy and shy. People who don’t know me well are often surprised when I finally voice my opinion. I like to observe what is happening around me. Often quietly. Then, suddenly speak up with some base when I see a pattern of wrong…

What sparks joy for you? Why do you suddenly stop doing it when you go through a rough patch? Have you ever noticed how easily you give up on the things that keep you going the moment you really need them? …

When our shoulders are heavy with what feels like the weight of the world, well, the world keeps turning. It isn't the nature of the universe to always give us a break. In those moments it can take all of our strength to keep holding onto faith and believe in miracles. And they aren't always the easiest to spot, especially when they blur together with the darkness…

Aside from a kidney stone in college and a couple of stitches growing up, I have always been fairly healthy. Visiting the doctor for annual check-ups was really just a precaution and never came along with any fear of what my exam or bloodwork may reveal…