A therapist told me I have to grieve the loss of my father. Except the thing is my dad is still alive. My dad has a severe case of bipolar depression. He started showing symptoms when I was 6. For me, the saddest part is that I don’t remember him before he got sick. I’m… Continue reading When love hurts
It's easy to force our beliefs on others. Eat less meat. Recycle. Walk instead of drive. But is it right to tell them what to do with their bodies? The simple answer is yes. We do it all the time. Seatbelt laws tell us to buckle up or we will be fined. Smoking bans tell… Continue reading Politicians, please stay out of my bedroom
When a surgeon removes part of your brain, statistics reveal what will likely be affected (e.g., speech, movement) because different areas relate to different tasks. My brain tumour was in my occipital lobe, which is your vision centre, so going into surgery I knew that there was a 95% chance I would lose my right… Continue reading When we overlook our mental health
I've written about giving advice before (Dishing out cancer advice) and I realize that a blog post giving advice on how not to give advice seems a bit hypocritical, but bear with me. We encounter advice all the time, especially unsolicited advice, and as cancer patients, the amount of advice we receive seem relentless. The… Continue reading How not to give advice
Valentine's Day is a commercial holiday, usually focused on romantic love. But I wanted to write about love that is more universal. Courage is a word that comes to mind when I think of love. Wearing your heart on your sleeve. Heartbroken. Lovesick. That's the downside. But it takes courage to love. To love people,… Continue reading Love takes courage
A neighbour met me on the sidewalk and shared that her spouse has bone cancer and will be having surgery. My first thought was, "Rally the neighbourhood. Let's pitch in with food and fun ways to pass the time, like scratch tickets (which I always lose!)." She was whispering the news in a hushed voice… Continue reading Open your door to your village
You can't pour from an empty cup is a saying that's resonated with me, so much so, that I've written about my own need to fill up my cup in a prior blog post here. There are things that replenish our cups and others that deplete them. Often it's the small things that fill up our cup. A… Continue reading What fills up your cup?