Cancer Tits-2022 Chapter

 Do you ever look back at old pics and think to yourself, wish I could go back to that time? Hear a song and it stop you in your tracks? Get a hint of a smell and it brings you comfort? You get the idea; I’m going to create lots of annoying pics, smells and music sessions this week. It’s my last week with the girls. I want to create something I can look back on. I hate cancer and that it impacts soooo many people. However I have grown from it, I’m stronger than I was. I’m not just a survivor, I’m a warrior. Really though, can’t believe “they” tried to kill me. Hence the name, Cancer Tits.  Time to close the chapter. So join me in a farewell and ta-ta this week. Take the pic, listen to the lyrics not just the music and create some core memories.  It’s my infusion day today, think I’ll do the same. Xoxo 

I  have the opportunity to work from home; my blood count has been so low that I haven’t been going anywhere. Winter snuck up. Bit me like a snake hidden in the covered leaves. It started to get dark earlier, it’s been a tad bit cold.  I let it sink in… I’m no longer the girl in the photos from earlier this year. Every insecurity has come to light. My health and my list of worries will never be the same.  Obviously, my priorities and views on life have changed. My focus has been on getting through chemo in one piece, and now that I’m done, the reality of the “New Misty” is hitting hard. I continue to push it to the side, and then pretend that I can be the “Old Misty.”  But she’s not there anymore. I’ve been SO tired. So tired of having zero energy and so tired of feeling like I had Morning Sickness/Covid/Flu/Broken Bones/Bronchitis (ain’t no body got time for that) Winter-Sminter… New Years Eve rolled up on us, it looked different this year. I finished chem...