The year 2003 felt more like a hurricane that would never end rather than a storm that would eventually lose steam and drift off. It started with a routine mammogram in March that suddenly was
I felt awful. No energy, short of breath but the worse was intermittently feeling faint – almost like someone was playing with a light switch. On-off, on-off: feeling fine then seconds of not feeling fine,
I don’t know about you but even as a retired person my calendar is chucked full. My son-in-love says we are the busiest retired people he knows. Of course, with Thad and I we seem
I have been cancer free for 18 years! Time to celebrate! Eighteen years ago I heard the dreaded words “We found something suspicious on your mammogram”. I always knew it wouldn’t be if but when