On August 16, 2018, I walked down to our local hospital for a routine mammogram. That was the beginning of seven long years of treatment, other health issues, extreme fatigue, and very little brain.
...An adopted child, I trusted God to look after me. Then my son asked me to find my “real” parents. Was I willing to open that door?
...It’s been 30 years since my dad’s death. As his only child, I got to watch first-hand. Because I’m a writer, I wrote about it.
...After a year of side effects from cancer, my next three years included changes at home, Covid, Zoledonic acid, a heart problem, and other issues.
...In the fall of 2018, breast cancer took over my life. Since then, I’ve been very quiet, and I thought it was time for an update.
...I had read many lists of possible side effects, so I was prepared mentally. But nothing totally prepares you for the actual side effects. Especially hair loss.
...I’d had one injection of zoledronic acid and was due for another. But while I was at the hospital to see my oncologist before having the injection, my heart took centre stage and I was off to Emergency.
...My grandfathers died before I was born, Granny Shaw was quite elderly, and I rarely saw Granny MacDonald, but I had Aunt Margaret and Uncle Albert.
...Even though Jennie Shaw, my dad’s mother, was 80 when I was six, she still managed to be a powerful influence on my life.
...Because my grandmother turned 80, I got to know dad’s family better, and learned I had a cousin my age.
...When I was 6 1/2, my life started to change: a new church group, a new cousin, starting school, and a book that helped make me who I am.
...When I think back to who I was at six, I have to say that I was probably very much like I am today.
...I’ve heard that a child’s personality is formed by age 6, so I find it surprising that I have only a few memories & a handful of pictures from my 5th year.
...My mother left our visitors in the kitchen, took me up to her bedroom, got a new picture book from the bottom drawer of her dresser, and sat down to read it. Needless to say, I was very puzzled.
...Apart from moving to a brand new town, the most memorable event for me in the summer of 1952 was my being a flowergirl at my Aunt Brucie’s wedding.
...In my short life, we’d already moved from Indian Head, Saskatchewan, to Wolseley. Now, we moved to Crystal City, Manitoba.
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