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  • 2015
    • March 2015
      • Fuck Cancer – CaringBridge Introduction
      • So, It’s Lymphoma – March 31, 2015
    • April 2015
      • Flowers for Deb – April 2, 2015
      • Another Day, Another Biopsy – April 4, 2015
      • Quack Quack – April 8, 2015
      • New Do and a Portacath – April 10, 2015
      • Coming At You Live from Treatment Room 25! – April 13, 2015
      • Now For the Good Stuff – April 13, 2015
      • And…. We’re Done! – April 13, 2015
      • Live From Treatment Room 6 – Cycle 1, Part 2 – April 14, 2015
      • Live From Treatment Room 9! – April 15, 2015
      • Look Good Feel Better – April 15, 2015
      • Update and Wig Day – April 16, 2015
      • Wig Play – April 16, 1015
      • Relatively C-Free Weekend – April 18, 2015
      • Port Draw Day – April 21, 2015
      • Better Today April – 22, 2015
      • That Moment When “Personal Grooming” Ceases To Be An Issue – April 25, 2015
      • Today’s the Day April – 26, 2015
      • Bus Stop Baldness Reveal – April 28, 2015
    • May 2015
      • Accessorize! – May 3, 2015
      • Live from Treatment Room 9! – May 5, 2015
      • Home Again Home Again Jiggity Jig – May 5, 2015
      • Neulasta Appointment – May 7, 2015
      • Pulled an All-Nighter – May 12, 2015
      • Things of Note – May 12, 2015
      • I Remain in Custody – May 12, 2015
      • The Latest From Room 5012 – May 12, 2015
      • Some Things Can’t Be Unseen – May 12, 2015
      • Freedom!!! – May 13, 2015
      • Well, Crap! – May 13, 2015
      • Back and Forth and Still Here – May 13, 2015
      • I’m Bustin’ Out! – May 14, 2015
      • I’m Fine – May 18, 2015
      • Cheers! – May 19, 2015
      • Live From Treatment Room 21! – May 26, 2015
      • She Made It! – May 26, 2015
      • Needles, Needles Everywhere – May 27, 2015
      • Crazy Brows – May 28, 2015
      • Lashing Out – May 30, 2015
    • June 2015
      • Crash Into Me – June 1, 2015
      • And I’m Free, I’m Free Fallin’ – June 3, 2015
      • Spoke Too Soon – June 4, 2015
      • Hot Child in the Suburbs – June 5, 2015
      • PET Scan – June 11, 2015
      • PET Scan Results – June 12, 2015
      • Live From Treatment Room 19 – June 15, 2015
      • Round 4, continued – June 15, 2015
      • Needledeedledee – June 16, 2015
      • Blech Day – June 17, 2015
      • Bump in the Road – June 18, 2015
      • Waiting for Godot – June 18, 2015
      • Homeward Bound – June 18, 2015
      • R&R – June 19, 2015
      • Deb and The Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day – June 23, 2015
      • Chillin’ – Retro Style – June 24, 2015
      • Housekeeping – June 24, 2015
      • Housekeeping – June 24, 2015
      • Chillin’ – Retro Style – June 24, 2015
      • Deb and The Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day – June 23, 2015
      • Mail Bag – June 25, 2015
      • Zzzzzzzz – June 29, 2015
      • Closer to Fine – June 27, 2015
    • July 2015
      • Doesn’t it Figure? July 6, 2015
      • Live from treatment room 6! – July 7, 2015
      • Back Home – July 7, 2015
      • Good Day So Far – July 8, 2015
      • Great Day – July 8, 2015
      • Polar Opposite – July 9, 2015
      • Tasteless – July 10, 2015
      • Owie – July 11, 2015
      • A Horse of a Different Color – July 13, 2015
      • Adventures in Neutropenia – July 14, 2015
      • Fire-Free – July 14, 2015
      • Chillin’ – July 15, 2015
      • False Advertising – July 16, 2015
      • Chemo Head as Art – July 25, 2015
      • Live from Treatment Room 16 – July 27, 2015
      • L’Chiam! – July 27, 2015
      • Thoughts On My Last Treatment Day – July 28, 2015
      • Fuckity Fuck Fuck – July 30, 2015
      • A Bit Better – July 31, 2015
      • My Haunted Leg – July 31, 2015
    • August 2015
      • Fire Watch – August 2, 2015
      • Yep – August 2, 2015
      • Definite Incineration – August 3, 2015
      • Prisoner – August 3, 2015
      • Incineration Continues – August 4, 2015
      • Sunset, Day 2 – August 4, 2015
      • On Hair – August 4, 2015
      • Going…. Going… – August 5, 2015
      • Gone! – August 5, 2015
      • Back in the Saddle Again! – August 18, 2015
      • Live From the Nuclear Dungeon – August 20, 2015
      • Better Images – August 27, 2015
      • CANCER FREE(ish?) – August 24, 2015
    • September 2015
      • Ow! – September 2, 2015
      • Po’ Hawk – September 11, 2015
      • No Hawk – September 15, 2015
      • Can’t Do Math – September 15, 2015
      • Definite Progress – September 19, 2015
      • Step by Step – September 24, 2015
      • Not Totally Random – September 20, 2015
    • October 2015
      • Lashes! – October 1, 2015
      • Live from Sbux – October 7, 2015
      • Lumps & Bumps – October 20, 2015
      • The C-Word – October 27, 2015
    • November 2015
      • Hair! – November 10, 2015
      • Here Piggy Piggy – November 21, 2015
      • HaaallelUjah! HaaallelUjah! HallelUjah! HallelUjah! HalleeeluuujAH! – November 24, 2015
    • December 2015
      • Endings, Beginnings, and Mergings – December 13, 2015
      • Deported! – Dec 14, 2015
      • Season’s Greetings, Urinator Update, and More – Dec 23, 2015
      • First Haircut! – Dec 30, 2015
  • 2016
    • One Year Later… – Feb 19, 2016
    • Another Follow Up Visit with Alla – March 6, 2016
    • Meow Scan – May 31, 2016
    • Rockstar and Red Beans – Sep 11, 2016
    • Housekeeping – Nov 5, 2016
    • One Helluva Week (and a Half) – Dec 16, 2016
    • Checkup Time! – Mar 14, 2017
  • 2017
    • Clearing My Plate – Dec 15, 2017
    • Checkup: Check! – Aug 29, 2017
  • Epilogue – 2020
  • Other Stuff
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    • Deb Moran Photography
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Tasteless – July 10, 2015

I’m still tired. Less so than yesterday, but not feeling like me. Or caffeinated me. Or ‘roided up me. Though I am definitely short of both temper and stature today. Still, I managed to accomplish a few things. I got The Girl off to camp, went to the grocery store, did the daily jigsaw puzzle on my iPad, picked up the girl from camp, got her iPhone (my old, inactive phone) finally able to text (only myself and her father for now), commanded her to shower (she did), and dropped her off at Grandma Ce’s for BBQ dinner. Hubs will be there too and will bring her home. I’m just not up for socializing in a big group.

Got myself some egg roll and kung pao chicken on my way home. I hope it tastes better tomorrow. I always get a couple of days where I lose part of my sense of taste. But, the odd thing is that it’s not just taste, but sensation too. It’s like my mouth feels coated in something just thin enough to interfere with culinary enjoyment. I can’t even feel the bubbles in my Pepsi. I can taste sweet (though it’s dulled), but not a lot in the way of savory. It’s really odd.

I have to say, after yesterday’s pit of exhaustion, I’m finally ready to say that I’m looking forward to the end of this. In the beginning, peeps were all, “Hey – 1 down. Only 5 to go!” Sounds encouraging, but I knew it was a long haul and just couldn’t think in terms of countdowns without getting antsy. Now, I’m thinking about the fact that it’s 5 down, one to go, and I’m as antsy as can be. I can’t wait to get back to feeling like me, hitting the gym, running errands without worrying about it being too taxing… all of it. Plus, I have a 10th anniversary to celebrate with my husband  (it’s July 23rd, but we will postpone shenanigans until I’m up to it, probably sometime in August), as well as some long awaited travel plans.

Today, I had a kindred spirit moment. Walking through the grocery store, I saw a woman wearing a bright blue bandana, with the telltale prednisone hump at the top of her shoulders. I said, “Excuse me, but can I give you a high five?” We did, discussed our cancers (we’re both looking at our last chemo treatments, though she still has breast surgery and radiation to go). We talked about me being “brave” enough to go out full-baldy, but I pointed out that it’s just too hot. Meanwhile, I had my face on, and she was makeup free. We all have our things. Happily, we both have good outcomes ahead of us. And happily, that’s the case more and more often with cancer. But, I also recently learned of an acquaintance whose husband is now entering hospice care. So, with that, I’m going to count my blessings (shout out to Shelley for getting my knives sharpened), and as always, FUCK CANCER!

Original Comments from the CaringBridge Blog:

Awesome!
—Michelle Johnson, July 10, 2015

You are an inspiration and are kicking cancer’s ass!
—Sarah Alzamora, July 10, 2015

The final stretch!
—Susan Rosenthal, July 10, 2015

When is your official last treatment? You’re amazing Deb with all you’ve been through and staying SO strong!! I admire you SO very much!! Thinking abt you all the time and looking forward to hearing abt your adventures once you’re feeling 100%
—Vanessa Schenk, July 10, 2015

You’re amazing, Deb. Love you!
—Lauri Harvey Keagle, July 10, 2015

Owie – July 11, 2015 →

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