I was planning on writing about my experience with Tamoxifen earlier than this, but I was pretty much a poster child for it the first year. I know, it’s hard to believe it’s been a year already. I knew there were numerous side effects that you could experience while on …
I did a post last Valentine’s Day about the state of my heart not too long after my breast cancer surgery. I figured it might be good to do an update a year later and post cancer. Those first few months were agonizing and long. I wanted to die rather …
Here I am looking back at 2015, starring down 2016 and wondering exactly what this next year has in store for me. 2015 certainly didn’t go as I had hoped it would, but in the end, it’s been an amazing year in spite of battling breast cancer, and several family …
What I had hoped to be a simple process of getting cleared to fly again, has met another speed bump on this road called life. After being declared cancer free by my oncologist, the FAA wasn’t completely convinced, and wanted an MRI of my brain since it was the only …
There are days that my heart still aches for a different time, days when I remember what it’s like to be so absorbed in a moment that there’s nothing else you can see around you. Moments when I could melt from the heat raging inside of me, of a fire …
It’s been just over two weeks since my reconstruction surgery was done after my mastectomy. I was looking forward to getting this one behind me. It’s been a lot more difficult and painful than I thought it would be, and they only gave me two weeks of medical leave this …
My wonderful oncologist, true to his word, got me in to the Senior Aviation Medical Examiner (AME) to work with me on getting back to flying. I was so excited to have this appointment scheduled; I couldn’t wait to go. It’s probably the first time that I’ve ever been anxious …
I don’t think you wake up one morning and say I think I’m going to be brave today. I don’t think courage is something you consciously decide to do. I think courage comes from within and unexpectedly, in moments when you decide not to give up regardless of how you’re …
I can say with some certainty that I understand how a broken winged bird must feel. Once you’ve tasted flight, felt the wind in your wings, looked down on Earth from a clouds view, how could you live a life grounded for the rest of your days?
There is an anxiousness in the air and my nerves are on edge. I’ve been waiting for this day for weeks now. This is the day I see my oncologist to find out if the pathology results show that I need chemotherapy or not.
