Choosing Joy

Well, this seems all too familiar to be honest. It seems the MRI's and CT's are always lumped together. I guess because they are so similar in their results, and how they show the body that it just makes them easy to compare I guess. But h3ll, what do I know i'm not a doctor let alone an oncologist. Im happy to say that looking back at last weeks post, that I had a pretty good MRI, the second time. For those of you who are not familiar with the Hospital layout, the CT and MRI area's at PMH are in the same section, despite being on opposite ends of the hall from each other.  Lucky for me the staff that were there the first MRI, were not there the second time, so smooth sailing. However, seems though going back for my follow up CT, I was not so lucky as the MRI. Here we go, it was only a few days later after the follow up MRI that I had to head back downtown to the hospital for my follow up CT. A journey now, that seemed all too familiar by this point. Naturally, after th...

 So here we are, January 2021. The holidays 🎄🎅🏾🤶🏻were a blast, well as much as they could be given a world wide pandemic and no-one able to actually see their families, who don't live with them. Surprisingly enough, life just kept going on, and I remained busy as usual. That being said before I knew it, the "other side" of my life seemed to kick back up into gear and the tests began to resume once again.  This may seem borderline impossible, but over the holidays and the past 3 months, I completely "forgot" I had cancer. 🤔As mentioned before, I guess maybe because of the stage that its at or maybe also the type of cancer I have,  I genuinely believe I don't feel "sick". On the contrary, I 100% have cancer, but I never really ever felt I did. It was only when I have to do tests or go to hospital to see my oncologist is when the reality begins to kick in again of what is really happening in my life.🤷🏻‍♀️ I was certainly hopeful that the IUD h...

So this post isn't really anything other than im happy im not dead WHOO HOO!! Sooooooo, July 13th is my cancerversary, and I say let’s throw a friggin party! Balloons 🎈, streamers, icecream cake 🎂, Jell-O shots 🥛, an animal I can take for a walk maybe an hella bougie a$$ elephant named Gloria🐘 that only eats black watermelon covered in shaved white truffles, sparklers 🧨 (or bombs apparently according to my IPhone emojis, that’s legit what came up when I typed sparkler🤣), and of corse a 1.5 hour firework display executed at a location of my choosing, maybe a Muskoka lakeside mansion. Oh and of corse let’s not forget Pitbull must preform. That man sure knows how to throw a soirée. While we are at it, why not have Martha Stewart decorate and Mark McEwan cater. 😋😏 Some may feel this is a really weird thing to celebrate or be happy about…. Well first of all, have you met me? Or read this blog? Get it together people, this behavior is nothing new. You should all know this by now....

Hey all, Naturally one would assume that after having the IUD inserted, and I wasn’t supposed to see the oncologist again for 3 months, aka January 2021. That nothing would really happen, and it was going to be just a waiting game correct? Well, no. Of corse not! That would be too easy. 🤨 As naturally expected, I continued to bleed, which was basically my normal by this point. Truly now I’m starting to feel like one of those lake sprinklers, you know what I’m talking about? The ones you normally see in park lakes or ponds that shoot water into the air nonstop. However, seems the difference here was instead of  a park, my body was trying to make its own damn lake on anything and everything it could get it’s bloody hands on. Pun intended. ⛲️💦 They apparently say, “if you build it, they will come”. Well whoever “they” seem to be, are obviously not familiar with MY reproductive system and how it feels the need to say “fu*k it”, to the world (and the owner especially) on a regular bas...