Tag Archives: Tamoxifuck

Two Weeks In

“We’re ya been, Scorchy?” I saw that subject line in my Inbox and realized that I have not been writing.  And there’s a reason:  I’M WORKING AGAIN! I’M WORKING AGAIN!  Ah, what a wonderful thing.  This tumor flare/spondylosis crisis that … Continue reading

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An Open Letter to Tamoxifen

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Acne

There are perks to getting older.  You can do whatever you want: dress the way you want, stay up as late as you want, be whatever you want, or dip a wet spoon into the sugar bowl without your mother … Continue reading

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Prognosis

The first time I heard the word “prognosis” as part of this little breast cancer adventure was back in July when I was diagnosed.  80% was the magic number.  I had an 80% chance of survival.  I remember saying, “Can’t … Continue reading

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Fear and Loathing in NYC

Twitter is an odd universe.  Every time I tweet and call some politician a tool I know that the National Archives has a record of it.  Which is why I don’t use my real name on the interwebs (well, most … Continue reading

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Chronic

chron·ic  [kron-ik] adjective 1. constant; habitual; inveterate: a chronic liar. 2. continuing a long time or recurring frequently: a chronic state of civil war. 3. having long had a disease, habit, weakness, or the like: a chronic invalid. 4. (of … Continue reading

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Colorful Language

I was about thirteen when I first said the ultimate bomb: fuck.  I recall that I felt a little self-conscious at first.  And then I did it again.  It got easier.  Third time?   I owned that baby!  I’ve been “fucking” … Continue reading

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