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October 18, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #13 : I Lose a Friend To Cancer
It is Week 16 since chemo began. It is 9:30 pm. I am getting ready to sleep. I have to wake up early the next day for my next weekly dose. Just then I get a message that a friend of mine who was fighting a rare form of neuro-endocrine cancer has succumbed. It tears […]
October 11, 2015
MY BREAST CANCER DIARY #12 : Taxol Starts
I hear that tomorrow (October 13th) is International No Bra Day. This is apparently, to create awareness around breast cancer. I wonder which sicko came up with this! Why would you want to roam bra-less, swinging your boobs and causing road accidents to raise awareness on breast cancer? What would these morons suggest for testicular cancer […]
October 7, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #11 : The Last of the AC Doses
It has now been 12 weeks since chemotherapy began. I have recovered from Dose 3. But, have become intensely distrustful of my own capacity to tolerate the after-effects. The avuncular gentleman from the hospital comes home for my usual pre-dose blood test. The counts are not all that good. Hb- 9.7 L RED BLOOD CELL […]
September 27, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #10 : The Most Horrible Time
It’s week 9 since chemotherapy began. It’s all moving so slowly. Can’t time move rapidly like those ‘Investments are subject to market risks’ announcements? After getting my doses, I feel fine for twenty-fours hours. Like the calm before a storm. Then the tsunami hits. What I don’t know is this one – AC Dose 3 […]
September 20, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #9 : Getting a Chemo Port
My nails have started blackening. The thumb-nail is the first one to darken. I decide to paint my nails. Something I hardly do. I choose velvet blue. We celebrate our 17th wedding anniversary. I feel happy and scared at the same time. Will this be the last one together? The after-effects of dose 2 have […]
September 13, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary # 8 : Dose No. 2 and the loneliness
FEB 2015 ‘Now that your body knows the after-effects from Dose 1, you’ll find Dose 2 easier!’ Folks say that to prepare me. But, they are wrong. The after-effects hit me like a car being driven by Salman Khan. No, sorry, his driver. Within a day of the dose administration, I am throwing up. Lifeless. … Continue reading My Breast Cancer Diary # 8 : Dose No. 2 and the loneliness →
September 12, 2015
ON THE RUN
For several years, man worked very hard to minimize the need for any kind of movement. Several inventions took birth: elevators, remote controls, online shopping, and power steering, to name a few. The only driving force in the innovator’s mind was to reduce effort. At a result, every muscle in man’s body became a lazy … Continue reading ON THE RUN →
September 7, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #7 : Hair Now Gone in Week 3
I hate my hair. That had been my constant complaint since teenage. I had curly hair. I could never understand why people with straight hair wanted curly hair. They got it permed: that was a process of taking a handful of innocent straight hair, putting scorching texturizing agents strong enough to melt an army tank. … Continue reading My Breast Cancer Diary #7 : Hair Now Gone in Week 3 →
September 1, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary #6 : A Tooth-N-Nail Fight
While writing out my life-story, God was sure in an adventurous mood. Maybe, His bungee-jumping trip or something got cancelled and he was looking for an adrenaline-rush. Hmmm, who’s due next? A baby girl? Pass me the pen. Those who have read my book, ‘That Autumn … Continue reading My Breast Cancer Diary #6 : A Tooth-N-Nail Fight →
August 23, 2015
My Breast Cancer Diary : #5 : Chemotherapy Begins
‘Now’ is the new ‘five-year plan’. Want to do something really bad – Go backpacking? Grow a beard (if you are a man)? Shave a beard (if you are a woman)?? Learn to play the guitar? Tie your boss’ shoelaces together? Do it now. Now. Now. Now. Don’t have a five year plan like a […]
