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Cindy Maddera


Cancer is a fucking asshole. In the last week and a half, I've had a crash course in all things suckage that is cancer. It's a gremlin that wants to come in and tear apart everything. It wrecks any sense of schedule and routine to smithereens. Suddenly easy to grab crap foods are consumed and general filth begins to creep into every corner. All sense of normalcy gets kicked to the curb. Today was my day to begin to set things right. Today was my day to get the schedule and routine train back on the rails. I made a grocery list and a meal plan, bought groceries and went to the laundry mat. I cleaned and put things back where they belong. I made pancakes. All (maybe futile) attempts to regain a bit of normal.

I know the next few weeks, years even, are going to be filled with doctors, treatments, recovery from treatments, and rinse and repeat. Our days ahead are bound to be filled with crazy disruption. I also know that if I don't gain some control over regaining our routine, cancer will be able to claim a tiny victory. And I'm in no mood to let cancer have any more points on it's score board.

Today I bought flowers for my kitchen table. Today I picked up my camera for the first time in over a week. Today, I scored a point.