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House arrest
Haven’t been feeling very bloggy today, which is unusual for me as I’m rarely at a loss for words. The norm is for me to wake up with a blog topic in mind, and I generally have several other topics...
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Stop the ride: I want off!
Was it really just yesterday that I blogged about how I rarely have trouble coming up with a topic about which to blog because my medical life is such an extreme cluster? Yes, I believe it was. Is it...
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Oh how my doc amuses me
Yes, I know the continuation of the Napa series is overdue, and I’m going to get to it today, I promise. I used to live & breathe by deadlines, but now that I’m “retired” from the publishing...
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It’s my cancer-versary
One year ago today the bottom fell out of my carefully-ordered life when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. To say that a lot has happened in the last year is an utter waste of words. I’m not sure...
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An original piece
Y’all are in for a treat today. Sit down, grab a beverage, put your phone on vibrate for this, because you’ll want to read this uninterrupted. My friend David has created a marvelous original piece...
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One year ago today
Y’all know I’m a milestone-observing kind of girl. I’ve written about my cancer-versary, about a revelation, about week-old recollections after The Big Dig, aka my reconstruction, and returning to the...
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The SCAR Project
duggal.com Listen up, people: this is really important. If you’re not familiar with The SCAR Project, I am happy to introduce you. I’ll be honest: there are some photos that may disturb you, because...
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Tennis time
Today’s the day, people. I’m paying a call on my true love. Nope, this isn’t a tell-all expose a la Arnold Schwarzenegger. It’s tennis. Finally. I’ve been cleared by my favorite doc to start playing...
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Summertime
Summertime, and the living is easy. Sam Cooke said it, well, sang it actually, a long time ago. The fish were jumpin’ and the cotton was high. The girl he was singing to had a daddy who was rich and a...
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Back among the living
I’m happy to report that today is a much better day than yesterday’s barf-o-rama. I lost count after the puking reached double digits, and admit to a moment of panic when I realized I hadn’t kept...
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