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


Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Back to the grind...

So here I am, back at it. As I replied to Ellen, I should have really enjoyed my week off more thoroughly because things are back to crazy busy and somehow I am already behind (or feel that way). The past three days have been all about buying books for my classes (rather trying to because they aren't in yet), going to meetings, prepping for TAing my first master's-level class (yay!), and doing other general awful errands (i.e. taking car in to be serviced, making returns, etc.). Yuck.

But now I am sitting and waiting for my first real course of the semester to start (Factorial Analysis of Quantitative Scale Development? Something terrifying like that). I am trying to utilize every spare minute of time to shout out to you since I have not found myself sitting still for the past 5 days or so. So maybe the next segment of my posts will be what I will later refer to as my "short but sweet" period. Famous painters get to have periods and moods and such, why not me too?



As an update on the other areas of life, I go for the follow-up testing on my liver buddy on January 11th. While I am sure it is nothing but a pesky little life-interrupter some prayers sent my way are always appreciated! They are doing an MRI with contrast to get a better look at the bugger (which hopefully is still little and hasn't moved or grown or done anything else nuisansome [new word of today]). I will meet with the oncologist on the 13th to discuss what they (hopefully don't) find.

In the mean time I am filling my days quite to the brim. With classes, teaching (me, teaching, what?), tutoring, prepping for COMPS (AAAggghhh, already have received some terrifying emails about them), and the like, I barely have time to create a mini-presentation about the muscular and skeletal systems for A's class and to watch Patrick and the guys move a clawfoot bathtub on Sunday... Don't be jealous. And by the way, Leslie, and Delia, this does not mean stop calling me. In fact, call me more. I could use the distraction!

Hopefully updates and a little fun Paint art soon!

C
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