I felt as though Mr. Agency and I were in a good place. I saw him regularly, he treated me well, and I was content. There wasn’t any urgency to define where we were going, especially since we were a new couple and I had just started chemotherapy. The night after the Gala, I made […]
I felt so sick after my first round of chemotherapy that I didn’t have sex for almost a week. When I finally did have sex, I felt like I was “dialing it in.” To me, “dialing it in” means that I was doing it for the sake of doing it. I’m not one to fake […]
I had let Best Boy know that we needed to take the “benefits” out of our “friends with benefits” arrangement. It surprised me that he cared more about me than he had led on, but my energy – in and out of the bedroom – was focused on my new relationship with Mr. Agency. Mr. […]
Once upon a time, there was a Little City Girl. Her parents raised her with love, support and opportunities. They let her know that she could be anything that she wanted to be when she was older. At 14, Little City Girl told her father that she wanted to go to Wellesley College and become […]
I spent 26 days in the Chemotherapy Room over a period of three and a half months. In that time, I observed a lot and learned a lot. Here are some of my musings: 1. A female always accompanied male patients to the chemotherapy room, whether as a daughter, wife, girlfriend or mother. By contrast, […]
She dresses in layers on a bitterly cold morning in January, as she heads for the doctor’s office for her last round of chemotherapy. Her eye twitches from three months without enough sleep. Her pale face turns beat red with every hot flash. She’s crabby from all the steroids. Her taste buds are almost completely […]
She looks in the mirror and doesn’t recognize her own reflection. She’s bald. The bags under her eyes display how little sleep she has gotten over the past few months. She undresses and sees her curves. Since her diagnosis, she’s gained 15 pounds, which is unfortunately the norm for her type of cancer. Much like […]
I find myself being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I’m halfway through chemotherapy. Halfway. Three down and three to go. The end is in sight. How did my third round go? It was…different. I learned that my iron and red blood counts were low from hemorrhaging after my second […]
The middle of July found me wondering if Mr. Exec and I could work in any capacity. My uncertainty about what I wanted from Mr. Exec was put on the back burner, though, when I received a call from my breast surgeon. A second area of cancer had been found. There wasn’t a question that […]
On to another question from Formspring: Question: The one thing I’m most confused about is why all of these people write to you for relationship advice, yet you don’t seem to have been a part of many healthy, functioning relationships. I question why you continually bounce from one man to the next. Is it an […]