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My last short fiction instructor told us not to write about cancer. "It's been done," she said. Well, the hell with that. I learned in the last three weeks that I have stage III breast cancer. Writing, painting, and assorted other arts are how I process stuff, in addition, of course, to long conversations with friends. These conversations have begun in earnest these recent days, but I realized my Facebook page in particular was in danger of becoming a medical-update site. I do not want that. My life is still going to be about more than cancer, as much as that may not seem possible right now. Also, I don't want to alienate friends who are not ready to walk this particular valley with me at this time. For example, one elderly friend who called to cheer me up this week can't even handle the "c-word," and there is no way she will be up for any truly frank discussion of what's about to happen here. So she is advised to keep in touch with me via Facebook. People who are comfortable with the c-word, honest discussion and occasional cursing are welcome to join me here.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

New theory

Hello! We now have a working theory why my liver enzymes are all whack.  We suspect it's because of the cumulative effect of all the drugs, including the tamoxifen, topped off by all the pre-Africa meds I've gotten, including vaccines for typhoid and Hepatitis A.  We think the Hepatitis A shot pushed my poor liver over the edge.  At least we hope so!  Did some more blood tests today and they will email me when they know more.  I will be on a different continent by then, so I hope I can find the Internets over there! My arm looks like they've used it for a pincushion.
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