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thank you, melissa & ade. thank you, tyce. mia, i am going to beat this.
that’s where this week has gone. my sister went home. two of my friends received cancer diagnoses. my hair hurts and it’s decided now is the time to fall out.
i go back to the hospital on monday for dose number two of eshap chemotherapy. of course i am dreading it. i hate knowing that i’m going to feel like shit, and i think it’s worse this time because i know just exactly how shitty.
today, we met with the transplant oncologist at george washington university hospital cancer center in dc. the plan is for me to start chemo (eshap) on monday at loudoun hospital with my original oncologist and then go to george washington for the stem cell harvest & transplant.
unlike my last chemo (abvd), this one is administered in-patient over the course of 5 days. hopefully 2-4 cycles will put me in remission. each cycle will take 4 weeks.
once i’m in remission i’ll go back to dc for the stem cell harvest and transplant. i will spend 2-3 weeks in-patient at george washington. this will likely not happen until after my sister’s wedding in november.
my standup2cancer team has already raised $2,730. we’re even listed in the “top 50″ teams now! this fundraising effort is so very important to me in a time when i feel most helpless. please continue to help my family and me as we once again fight this horrible disease.
nugget is in no mood for me to be blogging, so away i go. goodnight, friends.
i need a new blog project! in my head it seemed original, but come to find out it isn’t. no, not one bit.
on facebook you can find a bunch of bloggers telling su2c what they stand for. shown here is brad from cancer is boring. (brad, i very much agree.)
nevertheless, i’d like you to send me your pictures – here’s the twist – of you in your standup2cancer t-shirts telling me for what, whom or why you’re standing up. i’ll add your photos to the help me make a stand page, much like the locks of love page, and pimp your blog, store, cd release… you name it.
so, go on, get busy! go to the su2c shop at cafepress and order your shirt. then send me your photos of you in said shirt with your sign and whatever info you’d like published alongside your photo.
and remember, cafepress fulfills su2c orders at a 25% discount, enabling su2c to direct the discounted monies towards cancer research!

today is the day i start my journey on the road to battle, my second battle, against hodgkin’s lymphoma. i’m asking you, my friends, my family, my neighbors, my husband’s co-workers, my best friend’s school, my stylist’s salon, my doctors and nurses, my blogosphere cohorts, my readers, to join me. walk alongside me, hold my hand and help my family as we once again stand up to cancer.
in my previous post, i mentioned the su2c.org team i started. have you joined yet? have you donated? did you help spread the word?
i’m asking for your blog posts, your tweets, your plurks, your stumbles and diggs. email everyone you know. i need you to. you. i need your help.



i’m making these harvest napkin ties right now. my dear friend michelle has sucked me into some serious acorn crafting this season.

my in the fight t-shirt from stand up to cancer finally arrived yesterday and is in the washer right now! i’m looking forward to wearing the hell out of it over the next month and then moving on to another one. perhaps one like this?
don’t tell me i don’t have cancer anymore or that i “just have chemo” now.
don’t tell me to go outside and get some fresh air when i can’t be in the sun.
don’t tell me that taking a shower will make me feel better when my skin hurts too much to touch.
don’t tell me that i have the “good” kind of cancer unless you’ve had it and know how “good” it is.
don’t tell me how nicely shaped my bald head is.
don’t tell me how tired you are.
don’t tell me you’ll be there for me and then not follow through.
don’t tell me your medical opinion unless you’re my oncologist.
don’t tell me how to be me. you aren’t.

















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