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Gratitude and Condemnation

I usually like to make a list on Thanksgiving of the things I am grateful for, but this year, I think that would be a tad disingenuous. Don’t misunderstand me; I have plenty to be thankful for. The problem is, it is tough to wax rhapsodic about all the good things without making mention of what irks the shit out of me. To sweep all that is evil under the rug causes more problems than acknowledging that which pisses me off.

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Large and Not In Charge (Thanks, Breast Cancer)

I’ve been joking quite a bit lately about reaching the “parade float” portion of the breast cancer experience, and it turns out my humor has been spot on. I found out on Thursday that I’ve gained a little over ten pounds since July, and my lymph node-deficient left arm seems to be growing larger by the day. This has lead me to wonder how many Macy’s employees it would take to escort me down Broadway during the annual Thanksgiving Day parade (Snoopy has quite the entourage).

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Chemotherapy Leg Part 12

This essay was originally published on November 26, 2014.

It’s the day before Thanksgiving as I receive my twelfth chemotherapy treatment, and I guess I should be gushing about how thankful I am for all the good things in my life. I do have many things to be thankful for, but right now, I’m tired and grumpy, and thinking about so many other things I’d rather be doing than sitting here yet again, accessed, bagged, and dripping.

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