Who’s Glanda?
I knew her 1st as a little nodule under my ear by my jaw that was just tender enough to be somewhat bothersome. I noticed her one afternoon after I had gotten my very first filling, and I can’t say she’s left my side…
Beneath the Treatment Mask: The Mess Mortality Makes of the Mind
In January of 2021, I received an email from Sue Evans M.D., MPH. I didn’t recognize the name so I scrolled down to her email signature. I remember seeing Yale University and immediately exclaiming, “YALLEEE!?”! What? I was for sure she had the wrong…
The Road to Rad Onc
I graduated from Auburn in 2011 with a B.A in English with an unstoppable love for words and writing. I soon dove into the web world and learned more about design, programming, and the interworkings of a website than I ever thought I could….
The Wei-zard of Oz
The last two months have been a full spectrum of emotions. We started 2026 with pure joy, celebrating my mother-in-law’s 70th birthday. Days later was usual scans, Larry’s shenanigans, so many tears, and lots of talking and processing. Then it was the distinct promise…
Larry, Curly, No Mo
As scan season approached at the end of the year, conversations kicked up about what my future scan schedule might look like. I’ve been healthy with no evidence of disease for over 8 years now, so it was probably time to space things out…
Scrubs
Most surgery anniversaries, I’ve asked K.T. to tell me the story of what happened while they waited for Glanda to be removed. Years ago, I thought maybe if I could just see for myself what happened during surgery, it might provide some extra clarity, understanding, and healing for my soul.
Gone, Glanda, Gone 