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Tag Archives: TFK
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 →
Posted in Career Conundrums, My Stage IV Life
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Tagged career, frustration, history, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, pain, pain management, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, Tamoxifen, Tamoxifuck, TFK, Treatment, vulnerability
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20 Comments
An Open Letter to Tamoxifen
Posted in My Stage IV Life
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Tagged breast cancer, cancer cell, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, pain, pain management, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, Tamoxifuck, TFK, Treatment, tumor
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27 Comments
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 →
Posted in My Stage IV Life
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Tagged acne, breast cancer, estrogen, frustration, Howard Stern, Humor, indignities, Media, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, My Turban is Dirty, phony phone calls, pimples, Richard Christie, Sal the Stockbroker, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, Tamoxifen, Tamoxifuck, TFK, zits
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13 Comments
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 →
Posted in My Stage IV Life, Stage IV Musings
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Tagged Attitude, breast cancer, breasts, career, Death Star, Diagnosis, end of life planning, frustration, knitting, lytic lesion, Media, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, pain, prognosis, quality of life, retirement, retirement savings, savings, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, support, Tamoxifen, Tamoxifuck, TFK, Treatment, vulnerability, wills
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23 Comments
The Construction Crane
With a Nor’easter brewing off the Atlantic coast this morning, I headed off to my second PET/CT scan in as many months. I was supposed to do this last week, but Hurricane Sandy made landfall and a 90 mph wind … Continue reading →
Posted in My Stage IV Life, Stage IV Musings
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Tagged boob, breast, breast cancer, breasts, Death Star, frustration, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, NED, pain, PET/CT, scan, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, Tamoxifen, TFK, Treatment, tumor, vulnerability
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13 Comments
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 →
Tamoxifen is a Fickle Bitch
Do you ever get annoyed when things go right? I do. That is to say that you get into a certain groove and begin to construct your mental and physical mindset accordingly. And then–BAM!–out of the blue things go right! … Continue reading →
Posted in My Stage IV Life, Stage IV Musings
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Tagged breast cancer, hormonal therapy, metastasis, metastatic breast cancer, Stage IV, stage iv breast cancer, Tamoxifen, TFK, Treatment
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