Welcome to my life...





Hello, kind reader, and thanks for coming! You are probably reading this because you fall into one of the following categories:

1. My family
2. My near and dear friends
3. You accidentally typed in the wrong URL

But if, by chance you are not a part of one of those categories I hope you will still take a minute to read some of my posts. What I'm all about is cancer, particularly adolescent cancer. I had it, I owned it, I beat it, and here I am today. I am now getting my doctorate doing research with adolescent cancer patients and survivors. I came out okay on the other end of something awful, and now I want to make a difference by helping others. The way I see it, it's all about support--helping each other, seeing that someone has been there and made it. When I was 16 I felt completely alone, and I don't want others to feel that way. My idea is that maybe we can help each other by talking and sharing our stories. So here are some of mine...


Casey



Monday, November 22, 2010

Let's ramble

Good Monday morning! I hope you had a nice weekend and are making it through Monday as best you can. We had a very busy weekend, having a yard sale Saturday and Sunday. It went well but was exhausting! Oh, and my presentation went well, by the way, if you read my last post. We got some pretty tough questions from the TAs and the professor, but all in all I think it went well. Now I am focusing most of my time to finishing up papers and getting ready for finals. The semester ends (for me) on December 14th and then it's into the last leg of courses for this program. I can't believe how amazingly and stressfully quickly two years is going by. I feel like I just started my doctorate, but in reality those comps (comprehensive exams) are staring me down and getting closer each day. However, in the spirit of taking things one day at a time, I am trying to focus right now on finishing up this semester before I surrender to the panic of June comps.



Anyway, I have been debating what to write for today's entry. For some reason it has been extremely difficult for me to focus today. I guess too much fun this weekend is keeping me distracted. I've been working on writing the theory section for a paper for a couple of days but I haven't been able to wrap it up yet. Having Wellington all curled up next to me is also not very conducive to getting work done. However, his adorableness (new word?) aside, the show must go on. As I continue to avoid the paper and ramble on to you. I promise I have more interesting topics coming. Just maybe not today.

While I have been fretting about what to write about today, I have been talking with my bestie Laura to gain inspiration. Althoug that isn't so much specific to today. I don't know if you know about the genius that is Blackberry Messenger, but it is a wonderful little application on Blackberry cell phones that is similar to texting but somehow easier and facilitates ongoing, longer, more entertaining conversations. Therefore Bestie and I spend a considerable amount of time during the day talking (or messaging, I guess) to each other. It helps bridge the distance gap as she lives in Pensacola, Florida right now (but not for much longer if I have anything to say about it).



Anyway, per some of her suggestions, I thought every now and then I'd give you a peek at some of the stuff that has been going on with me lately. My blog is definitely about my experiences and cancer, but also about what all of that has helped me become today. Where I am now, and how I got here. And maybe even one day where I will be going from here. But that is also not going to be today because I'm still working on that last one (the whole "one day at a time" thing). So I'm going to work on somewhat of an ongoing photo essay showing what's going on in my world.

For instance, on Saturday, my boyfriend Patrick and I went to my college sorority's fall party. It was so fun to be there and have a nice night out, even if I am not actually in college anymore. It was funny to be in an adviser capacity, but I didn't feel out of place. Well, until I went to the bartender and requested a cup of water and he looked at me and said, "Oh. You're with the chaperones, right?" Oof. There it was, ha. I'm not sure if he could tell because I look considerably older than the girls or if it was because I was drinking water... However my cover was blown, but we still enjoyed the evening. Here is Patrick and I getting ready to leave:


I'll work on getting some more things together to give some insight into what I do and how I do it (in case anyone is interested whatsoever) but for now, good luck with your Monday. I'm going to get back to my beast of a paper, and I'll see you tomorrow!

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