tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39894369249474640882024-03-05T02:28:02.363-05:00ChemopaloozaRants, Raves and Lunacy of Living with Hodgkins LymphomaKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.comBlogger401125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-26139488011058953662017-06-15T00:26:00.000-04:002017-06-15T00:26:45.381-04:00It's been 10 years!Hi everyone! Today marks TEN WHOLE YEARS since I finished chemo journey for Hodgkin's Lymphoma. I can't believe it's been a decade and I am so happy to be part of the group of people that has earned the right to say this. I know not everyone is so lucky and I know that life is precious and fleeting. Sure, I often forget and get caught up in the nonsense of daily life but I try and take a step back and reflect and appreciate it. <div>
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Today I took a day for me. Just me. To do something I enjoyed and not worry about work or other responsibilities. It was a good reminder to do that more. </div>
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If you're just starting your journey and battling cancer, welcome. If you're a friend, stranger or some combination, welcome. I hope you find this blog as a resource and a glimpse into how I lived, dealt, and battled cancer at the age of 24. </div>
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Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-4183766518089762042012-06-14T05:30:00.000-04:002012-06-14T07:05:35.982-04:00Good Morning: 5 Year Celebration!<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Wow. What a difference 5 years makes. Today marks my 5 year chemo-versary, and Flag Day for any of those of you looking at the calendar. Yes, 5 years ago, on June 14, 2007 I finished 6 months of ABVD and officially called cancer my BITCH! This is the only real day I get to celebrate, because I unfortunately never had an official remission date. But hell yeah, I'll take 5 years under my belt. </div>
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Just writing this, it feels like it was yesterday I was bringing in cupcakes and celebrating with my nurses the joyus occassion of putting the chemo battle behind me. I actually had to look at my blog to remember if it was 4 or 5 years ago that I finished... because to me, it was yesterday! </div>
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Thankfully, I'm happy to report that I am no longer a frequent lurker of the Hodge message boards, nor do I spend the majority of my day reading cancer blogs - or even posting on mine. I think of it as more like 4 times a year for Chemopalooza and I'm a-okay with that! </div>
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Just think about it, 5 years ago I coined the term "Chemopalooza" and before I made my website purchase, I scoured the web and found only 1 weird reference to do with a football team. Now, go give it a whirl, you'll find 160+ results. Yes, some are my blog, but I'm happy to report just on the first results page, I found someone throwing themselves a pre-chemopalooza party! Who's a trendsetter? This girl! </div>
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Anywho, thank you to everyone who was there for me during my battle. I think and reflect on those that didn't make it as far as me, and think of them often. </div>
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Thank you for checkin' in on me and rooting for me to still be alive and kickin'!</div>
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<br />Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-31098598752728072382012-03-26T23:19:00.001-04:002012-03-26T23:20:32.307-04:00With Heavy Heart....When I was battling The dreaded Hodge 5 years ago... hiding under the covers miserable looking for people on the Internet experiencing the same things I was, I stumbled across the most hilarious blog name ever... the title was, "<a href="http://thecolonchronicles.blogspot.com/">I'm Not An Asshole Surgically Speaking</a>."<br />
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The blog was owned by a saucy young woman named Becca Babcock who was struggling to pay her doctor bills and beat Colorectal cancer, live life and was just two years older than me. Once I read that blog title I knew we had to be cancer pals, afterall, if you don't have funny during cancer, the battle is so much harder. Dealing with the difficult side effects of Colorectal cancer is no easy feat, yet, Becca always tried to find the humor in life. <br />
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<em>I love to laugh. Despite all my dry deadpan wit and sarcasm, I love goofy things. I would much rather see a comedy than a drama. And we all know (well, maybe we don't but we <span style="font-style: italic;">should) </span>that laughter sure does help get through a tough time. </em><br />
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Unfortunately, after several years battling Colorectal cancer, Becca passed away this weekend. It truly breaks my heart when people like her pass away to stupid, lame, annoying and miserable cancer. Becca's humor definitely helped me find strength during my own battle with cancer. While we never met in person, I honestly counted her as one of my friends. We're a strong bunch, us warriors. It's a bond like nothing else. <br />
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I'll leave you with this amazingly inspiring photo her friends have been posting on Facebook this week. She was part of a colon cancer (Colondar) calendar to raise money and awareness. <br />
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Also, I found this inspiring video update from her last year. Quite touching. <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-82552282108975761802011-12-19T21:27:00.000-05:002011-12-19T21:27:42.737-05:00Light Those 5 Year Diagnosis Candles!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-zuY73z4UJstRsdKPMWJbkNqEzexrkd_AgRpja1IjGquADmBnsro1Koi8vjCwIXQtUc23BfLyJiARm6v6_Vp-LZNoF5bAN7GdEvIIdfOZdqzTM3M58B9-HBeBQPpKsZgd-fh35kfnCV6/s1600/5+years+cancer+free.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-zuY73z4UJstRsdKPMWJbkNqEzexrkd_AgRpja1IjGquADmBnsro1Koi8vjCwIXQtUc23BfLyJiARm6v6_Vp-LZNoF5bAN7GdEvIIdfOZdqzTM3M58B9-HBeBQPpKsZgd-fh35kfnCV6/s320/5+years+cancer+free.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Wow. It's been six months since my last post. I'm beyond overdue, yet not really at all. I mean, let's face it, if cancer reared it's ugly head again, there would be bountiful updates... but since it hasn't, it's really a good thing that I haven't posted. <br />
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This December actually marks 5 years since diagnosis. It's funny how some people remember and even celebrate certain dates. Some celebrate remission, some celebrate the last day of their chemo hell, some reflect on their diagnosis day... and of course, some are still battling the beast. For me, there was really never a calendar day that I remembered being told I was in remission. Finding out I had cancer and finishing chemo were two milestones -- err um something. They are two specific dates that don't seem to leave my brain. As I'm typing this up, I'm realizing I'm two days away from my five year diagnosis. It's weird how similar my life is to five years ago. Like eerily similar. I'm back working at a PR firm, doing the hussle bussle thing. Keeping suuuuper busy in my personal life too... happy as can be... I'm almost waiting for the other shoe to drop. But I it won't and can't. I'm hauling ass to June 14 2012, the official 5 year mark... or at least what I'm going to focus on and strive for. Perhaps I should start planning a party or a trip or something for it. Yes, I think something is in order. <br />
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It's sad, I'm slowly losing touch with my hodge friends. I mean, it's to be expected. But it's so sad how life gets in the way of keeping touch and remembering cancer. I still think about it daily. It shapes who I am. I wonder when that daily will be weekly, then monthly and then... I've come a long way from being bedridden and miserable and staying at my parents house because I didn't even want to leave to grocery shop. My hair is curlier, but still pretty close to its normal orignial state. My hodge homeys will always be part of me, just a more distant part from time to time. <br />
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Well this blog didn't go as deep as I planned. I have a little writers block or something... still it was a necessary update and slightly cathartic as always :) <br />
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Happy almost 5 years to me! <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-88184872238121656682011-06-11T23:48:00.000-04:002011-06-11T23:48:54.374-04:00Another Year, Another Flag Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKr1YFWsX1nAtH8P-RY8fn2vvRGIjsYObizjkfHR4cF1ZhquSDNK6vlJvHlK6lwWA2G2U7Zyu5rbvyCjxu1GhYR0zAXfaC6hFNP711F17is7mbp1hJmNrLmGJO77WPAdEasMVu1QfYkRxx/s1600/Post+chemo+life.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKr1YFWsX1nAtH8P-RY8fn2vvRGIjsYObizjkfHR4cF1ZhquSDNK6vlJvHlK6lwWA2G2U7Zyu5rbvyCjxu1GhYR0zAXfaC6hFNP711F17is7mbp1hJmNrLmGJO77WPAdEasMVu1QfYkRxx/s1600/Post+chemo+life.JPG" t8="true" /></a></div>Last night, I was out with some friends. Someone asked me how the hodge was treating me -- or in my case, not fucking with me ;) And all of a sudden, I pulled out my cell phone and looked at the calendar... a couple days from June 14. What's June 14th? Well, it's Flag Day, my friends. What else is it? It's the day I like to celebrate beating cancer since it was my last chemo treatment, ever. <br />
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This will be the fourth year. I finished treatment back in 2007. It seems as the years get further away, I almost forget dates of things. Yet, I still think of the hodge, and how I've changed since then. Usually daily I remember something about that dark time in my life, and think, what a huge feat, and I did it. I won. <br />
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Yet, four years later, I often wonder.... should I have dramatically changed my life? Afterall, some people I know weren't so lucky. <br />
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I didn't change much about myself from a physical stand point. In fact, I actually put on a few, taunting, post-chemo pounds. But I didn't pick up and travel the world. In fact, I'm still trying to dig out of chemo debt and haven't been able to afford much of a different lifestyle.<br />
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I'd like to think from an internal perspective, I've changed. I have a different view of life that I didn't have before. My fearlessness has dwindled a bit, however. My humbleness and compassion has grown. I don't know if that's a win-win or not. <br />
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I recently started reading this book, and the writer talked about how she was happy with her life, but always wondered, is this it? Or is there more to my life other than the monotonous of everyday. I often wonder those same things every day. Am I just here to be the person I am today, or do I have some bigger purpose that I haven't realized yet? I think it's kind of like the childhood thoughts of there being one person, a soul mate, waiting in the world for you, and your goal is to find them. Yes, I secretly think like that, but haven't found said person in my 28 years. Is there some special purpose I was put on this earth for? Or just monotony? Of course, I'm still figuring things out. <br />
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Anywho, think of me on Tuesday and don your anti-chemo flags, folks. <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-71283474978885644032011-04-21T23:44:00.000-04:002011-04-21T23:44:55.881-04:00Financial Assistance Sites?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hQ-nRLm-XvnnlbqrKihfSEucKxumyciaBTCpmwPSuRdLvah_zQuDBmRK1B_9O9f8nXTCR6cWunPboMp8FGaf2jLhdSmxi98jwsIQZSM4NRStMFYDP2CfDDlZlm_9FmRVuImeJQ3XtzET/s1600/cancer+financial+aid.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hQ-nRLm-XvnnlbqrKihfSEucKxumyciaBTCpmwPSuRdLvah_zQuDBmRK1B_9O9f8nXTCR6cWunPboMp8FGaf2jLhdSmxi98jwsIQZSM4NRStMFYDP2CfDDlZlm_9FmRVuImeJQ3XtzET/s1600/cancer+financial+aid.JPG" /></a></div>Let's face it, cancer is expensive and being out of work while battling it is even more expensive. <br />
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I recently met a friend of a friend that is battling the dreaded hodge. A few years back I gathered <a href="http://www.chemopalooza.com/2008/12/cancer-resources-financial-aid-co-pay.html">financial assistance details</a> only to find out now that some of the info is out of date now. If you know of a helpful resource page, please let me know, of just leave comments of good financial assistance resources :) <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-23127495262404075442011-01-15T23:13:00.000-05:002011-01-15T23:13:21.454-05:00Chemopalooza Now Has A Disclaimer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu894sUHBemE3qXfgtFj99OSJewUDqwXKyRjEi5mLRT5xhKKK170B8T_ltp7_UhatwPY4wKA7gjNgy7XA4Y-fwZDIyBxW_tak50Sn-dL8SUX15lm6L_45qR1tbhj8Jrvn553svkEZwNtFO/s1600/Disclaimer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu894sUHBemE3qXfgtFj99OSJewUDqwXKyRjEi5mLRT5xhKKK170B8T_ltp7_UhatwPY4wKA7gjNgy7XA4Y-fwZDIyBxW_tak50Sn-dL8SUX15lm6L_45qR1tbhj8Jrvn553svkEZwNtFO/s320/Disclaimer.jpg" width="290" /></a></div>I often get emails from people in the cancer industry - PR firms, analysts, pseudo doctors trying to sell me crap, people trying to get me to review a book on breast cancer (which I never had), etc. etc. <br />
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Like many people in the cancer community, I really do want to help people. Afterall, I beat the hodge, I get it. And of course I volunteered for a year talking with cancer patients. But now, I work full-time (and then some) and have other things on my plate.<br />
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<strong><u>Good News: </u></strong>If you're dealing with the hodge and you've got questions for me, I'm happy to help! If you just want to tell me my blog inspired you or helped you through a difficult time - email me, I'd love to hear that! <br />
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<strong><u>Bad News: </u></strong>But... if you want me to help your client, I probably don't have the time or interest to help (unless you're offering a paying job, of course). I rarely blog on here anymore, and it's tough to respond to every PR pitch I recieve, let along follow their requests. <br />
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So please please please, <strong><u>NO PR pitches on Chemopalooza</u></strong>. I work in PR, I get the need for media coverage, but that's not what my blog is about - at all. I list a ton of great resources on here to help patients and medical professionals navigate the cancer interwebs, use 'em! <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-28049379753041012702010-12-31T10:10:00.000-05:002010-12-31T10:10:22.425-05:00Almost 2011 - Get a Calendar and Support The Hodge!My buddy <a href="http://igotthecancer.blogspot.com/">Ry Ry</a> has become quite the photog over the past couple years since we both beat The Hodge (aka Hodgkin's Lymphoma). In whatever he does, he always shares proceeds with a great charity. This year he came out with a calendar of Boudoir Pinups and all proceeds go to one of my favorite charities - the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society! <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-56692535090803373242010-12-29T21:46:00.000-05:002010-12-29T21:46:23.110-05:00I Need A Pet Lamb<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ugjfE6SomALM3g_oWpaps8gY_JRfEgr3Q3h_Oqm3Sr08ltk0UmVVaI9eAW841dzom-YECJMRrotsYrPdkLfbkIl4xNFvUWD_ZOunRHMglcl_ZRhBxtCQtvTtT5-rT9enVyNK5EgZD1Ug/s1600/happy+lamb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ugjfE6SomALM3g_oWpaps8gY_JRfEgr3Q3h_Oqm3Sr08ltk0UmVVaI9eAW841dzom-YECJMRrotsYrPdkLfbkIl4xNFvUWD_ZOunRHMglcl_ZRhBxtCQtvTtT5-rT9enVyNK5EgZD1Ug/s400/happy+lamb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I found this while I was searching for funny birthday cards for a co-worker today and had to share! I know, I need a lamb intervention! My mom event bought me Noah's Arch cookie cutters for Christmas, mostly because they came with a lamb! :)<br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-55266508165192888922010-12-09T22:11:00.000-05:002010-12-09T22:11:45.691-05:00Tis The SeasonOne of the things I love about the holiday season is everyone's caring nature. One thing I dread, is everyone's greed. I'm old now, okay I'm not <em>that </em>old. But I don't need presents to feel loved. I'd prefer kind gestures and friendship and doing nice things for others. It goes much further than some gift that I probably didn't need anyways. <br />
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My parents are great, and the past couple holidays they've gotten me extravagant gifts that I couldn't afford on my own. Last year was a wonderful television that I love, but wouldn't have bought myself because, I'm cheap. Now that I'm paying for my new car this year, money is even tighter and I'm trying to be creative with gifts - eventhough the few people I buy gifts for have everything they need. <br />
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Although I don't have the money to donate to struggling non-profits, I have volunteered my time and I hope that's enough. Remember folks, it's not about how much you spend, but how you treat others. Pay it forward and try to avoid your greed this holiday season and instead think of something nice to do for someone. <br />
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xoxoKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-39670417197514822132010-12-09T21:42:00.001-05:002010-12-09T21:43:10.667-05:00Disturbing...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBol92ga8JuHIY64FSg_0afbQr1FThwbeXNtwu4yZiMGi28tS8u31jeEWzrd2jIz-2_rIXjL9Oa3jk1PD3C4tfvozdUjVODFHJiyuwCOaaIMuvPaEDMWMkauX_6guCloIT3-ZpDSQmvM6/s1600/doctor+quak2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; height: 279px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 266px;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBol92ga8JuHIY64FSg_0afbQr1FThwbeXNtwu4yZiMGi28tS8u31jeEWzrd2jIz-2_rIXjL9Oa3jk1PD3C4tfvozdUjVODFHJiyuwCOaaIMuvPaEDMWMkauX_6guCloIT3-ZpDSQmvM6/s320/doctor+quak2.jpg" width="296" /></a></div>I'm sitting home with some free time and my laptop open. Perfect time to catch up on my blog a bit. I just went through some comments that had been stuck in my spam filter dating back to August. I had saved one comment that I had meant to follow up on but never had time to actually call the person that left it. Yes, that's right, he left his phone number. He stated that he was a doctor and that he could help me cure my cancer by changing my diet, not letting me take drugs or radiation. Funny thing is, I haven't had cancer in years. Nearly 4 years to be exact. Of course, this guy didn't read that here, or anything about me. I had multiple comments from him which I deleted so you guys wouldn't get sucked in. <br />
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I understand that there really are good people out there that want to help others. That's great! I wish there were more people like that. On many occassions, I have been that person, emailing with people struggling with the hodge and stumbling across my blog and I am happy to. But there are also people that are sneaky and out to potentially scam people. After our 11 minute phone conversation, I wasn't convinced this guy was an actual doctor or looking to help cancer patients, he seemed instead interested in possiblly preying on the weak, and uneducated, which I am neither. And to top it off, I Googled him and just found random comments of his, including ones that had been deleted by webmasters for my same concerns. <br />
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Trust your instincts, folks. Beware of people that will prey on your weak and hopeless feelings. <br />
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I'll post a more positive blog next. <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-47542280673544033312010-11-06T11:19:00.000-04:002010-11-06T11:19:44.888-04:00Long Time No BlogIt's been a while since I last posted - sorry folks, I'm a terrible blogger. <br />
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As for my skin cancer slicing, I went back to the dermatologist and she froze the area where we cut to ensure the cancerous cells died. I also just got a $300+ bill for the very minor procedure! I can't believe how ridiculous health insurance is! I'm also thankful to have had better insurance when I had the hodge or I might have had to declare bankrupt. Sheesh! <br />
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Speaking of the Hodge. My fellow hodge-fighting friend Jane Steele beat the hodge shortly after I did (maybe a year or so afterwards) and we even share the same birthday -- a few years off, but the same day. I just found out via Facebook that she was diagnosed with AML or Acute myelogenous leukemia - yesterday. My thoughts go out to her and her family as they begin yet another battle with cancer. <br />
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Friends, remember to take some time to smell the roses once and a while. I'm on my way to go smell my dog instead, I haven't seen him since August and he's battling Lyme disease but apparently is on the mend. Good thing he is or I'd have to pup nap him<br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-53946184074268082212010-09-27T23:44:00.001-04:002010-09-27T23:45:58.261-04:00Dodge One Cancer, Slice Off AnotherBeing as pale as I am (one of my co-workers calls me a vampire even!), I get annual skin checks to make sure I'm being as proactive as I can to fight skin cancer. That and, I lather up with the sunblock and try to avoid sunbathing since I go from white to lobster. <br />
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Anywho, I've also been going to the skin doctor also a few times a year for my skin breakouts -- nothing really works for me, they give me a bunch of crap, swear it works and make me waste my money. Last time I got a facial I showed my chick a little bump I had on my face - near my temple. She thought it was a clogged pore, but it wouldn't unclog. I had had it for about 9 months, and I just happened to have a dermatologist appointment the following week. My derm tried to write off the bump as an acne scar and I basically had to sales her and push her to get it tested. Well... it turns out, it was precancerous cells. I'm only 28 friggin' years old! It was an <a href="https://health.google.com/health/ref/Actinic+keratosis">actinic keratosis</a> and if left untreated can turn into cancer. Yikes! <br />
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I have a follow up appointment scheduled for next week. I just can't believe someone as cautious AND young as myself would have precanerous cells on my face! And that my derm tried to pretend it was nothing! <br />
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I'll keep you all posted on the next steps if there are any -- and of course, make sure to schedule your annual skin check! <br />
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Oh and by the way -- my recent 6-month hodge follow up appointment was clean. I'll hopefully have my last pet scan in 6 months - then it's blood work moving forward! Huzzah!<br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-12061179509580087162010-08-22T20:39:00.000-04:002010-08-22T20:39:25.148-04:00What If Someone Offered You $100?I'm on vacation this week. It's a hodgepodge (haha get it?) of mixed weather - a little more less amazing and blue skied as per usual. So I've been spending a little more quality time with my parents television - especially since they have Showtime and there haven't been as many beach days.<br />
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Last week, I got to enjoy a new episode of <i>Weeds </i>(one of my favorite shows) as well as the pilot of <i><a href="http://www.sho.com/site/thebigc/home.do">The Big C.</a></i> Since I'm not really participating in the cancer boards or ever reading many blogs these days (sorry friends!), I really am kinda out of the loop in the cancer world. I just kinda stumbled on <i>The Big C</i>, I don't think I've even heard of it.<br />
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Anyways, to summarize, the show is all about a woman, Cathy (Laura Linney) who is diagnosed with cancer, stage 4 melanoma. She's given a year-ish to live, hasn't told a soul and is trying to deal with things on her own. You can tell that the rest of the series will eventually have her sharing her story, living her life like it's the last day, and making some fun, bold choices. I guess some people have mixed views about it, but I kinda liked it.<br />
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One a side note, this woman is a teacher, and the lead from Precious is one of her students. She's big and sassy, and pretty mean too. Cathy tells her, "You can either be fat and jolly or a skinny bitch - you can't be both!" Later in the episode, she tells the girl that she'll give her $100 for each pound she looses.<br />
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I dunno about you, but that got me thinking. If someone offered me $100 for every pound I lost, I think I'd be down for the count. I also think I would earn the right to be a skinny bitch :) What about you? If someone sponsored you and offered to pay you $100 for each pound lost, would that motivate you? Or perhaps something else you've been putting off in your life or takes you out of your comfort zone? $100 for every random person you said hello to? $100 for person you offer to mentor? $100 for each box you unpacked and put in its right place? You get the point, sometimes we all need a little motivation.<br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-87766856155433948582010-08-05T23:37:00.002-04:002010-08-05T23:41:18.728-04:00If You're Going To Be A Bully - Be A Cancer BullyIt's been nearly a decade... or at least a few months. We all knew this would happen eventually, yes, we're growing apart and starting to have different interests and meet different people. I don't have cancer anymore. I haven't for more than 3 years. And that, to me, is awesome. I do find myself thinking about it less, but still almost daily because it really has shaped me into the lovely person that I am today. It's cliche, and yes, I totally understand this, but it's true. <br />
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I do actually have a cancer topic to blog about surprisingly. It's even a slightly pre-meditated post, and usually I just kind of type until things come out and voila that's the usual way I write. Anywho, today I'm finally getting around to writing about a conversation I had with a good friend of mine regarding the thing that this blog was based on - Chemopalooza. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Did you know that I did some extensive Googling before starting this blog, and no one had used the term before -- now look online, you can buy shirts saying it! My buddy Ry Ry actually was the first to create a shirt for me with it - and then some other Websites copied my idea. I guess imitation is a form of flattery, right? </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Well anyways, back to my conversation with my friend Jeff. He was telling me that on separate occasions he had mentioned Pre-Chemopalooza (the original party) to two of his friends - one I have met a few times, and one I have yet to meet. Well the latter was impressed by my strength and humor and though the idea of throwing a party, a last hoorah if you will, before my life substantially changed. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The other thought it was offensive that I tried to live it up before I endured chemo. Almost like I was supposed to sit in my bed, perhaps shopping online for my future headstone and writing my eulogy incase I didn't win the battle. I guess he was almost offended by the whole idea. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I understand both sides - I obviously lean much further toward the first understanding. I honestly think it was the best party I've ever thrown, and the fact that it was in my honor, during a time when I could barely sleep and needed to keep busy for fear that I might have a breakdown worrying about the unknown. It was perfect. It filled so many voids for me, the fact of gathering so many friends together to laugh, be stupid, and enjoy pre-<strike>cancer</strike> I mean chemo me. I already had cancer, duh that's what got me into the party planning business. Ha. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But the guy that thought chemopalooza was wrong - thought like I was mocking cancer. He just missed one thing - I was the one owning the cancer. And well, let's face it, if you are going to be a bully - you might as well be a bully to something life-threatening - and more importantly hair-threatening. I was mocking the cancer, I was hoping it would go back to where it came from, I was hoping it would just realize it was in the wrong body, the wrong lymph nodes and fuck off while I laughed and sipped cheap champagne. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Really, I don't have much to say about this, other than how amusing it was to hear two reactions to my cancer story. Maybe amusing is the wrong work - perhaps thought provoking is a better way to sum up my thoughts. I don't really feel like I"m back to old me -- but I guess old me died a little with the hodge. I looked at a picture today of Pre-Chemopalooza and I look different. Now I just feel a bit more weathered. A bit more scarred. Literally and figuratively. </div><br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-46650772711574200522010-06-12T16:37:00.000-04:002010-06-12T16:37:51.445-04:00Rainy Day Catch UpIt's dreary, rainy day here and I'm bored. So I'm catching up on some blog stuff today. I made sure to post yesterday real quick before I forgot that Monday is Flag Day. Although no one really remembers what the day is for (my boyfriend aka Google <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_Day_(United_States)">told me</a> that it commemorates the adoption of the flag of the United States, which happened that day by resolution of the Second Continental Congress in 1777) it'll always be remembered to me as the day I made cancer my bitch in 2007. <br />
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Also, I looked at my post before that which was from May 3, which means I haven't posted in more than a month until yesterday - whoops! I was writing about my icky car accident. Well the car did, in fact, end up being totaled. Thankfully I got some money from my insurance company and with the convincing of my parents, I ended up buy a brand spanking new Honda CR-V. I really would have been happy to buy a used one, except for the fact that they hold their value so friggin' well that they are basically the same price as new. So I sucked it up and bit the bullet and my wallet is a bit lighter these days. <br />
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That's kinda the most stuff going on in my life these days. Just trying to keep busy and happy. <br />
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Oh and I updated my music on the site this week, some new stuff stuck in my head lately. I usually rock out to it at work to drown out the office sounds. Check it out, enjoy! <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-5026557970893953292010-06-11T14:06:00.001-04:002010-06-11T14:07:21.921-04:00Happy Almost Flag Day!Did you know that Monday, June 14th is Flag Day? Not only is it a random American holiday without a day off of work, it's also the day I finished chemo. Forever. <br />
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Yep, I made cancer my bitch on June 14, 2007 and have kept my middle finger aimed at it ever since.<br />
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Suck it cancer. <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-68899519196208223572010-05-03T20:58:00.000-04:002010-05-03T20:58:47.688-04:00Life Is Short, Enjoy ItI had an eventful weekend. I decided to go visit my parents this weekend on Block Island, to celebrate Mother's Day a little early and enjoy the warm weather and my pup. <br />
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So I headed to Block Island Saturday morning, packed with some pretty spring tulips for Annie because she kept commenting about how much she liked tulips when she visited me the weekend before. Well, long story short, someone slammed on their brakes in front of me on the highway and so I had to do the same thing, lost control of my car and slammed into the metal/wire guard rail. Thankfully, no one was hurt and I was the only one involved in the accident. But it sucked. The crash ripped the entire front bumper and grill off of my car. And put a bit of a damper on my usual sunny disposition. <br />
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</div>Just another reminder that life is short, enjoy it! <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">XOXO</span>Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-65832211843739583602010-04-29T23:33:00.001-04:002010-04-29T23:36:09.804-04:00HellEwe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjEdXnTBSmlCyZCHKN5nm014VQxghiEqLXYwcBtD5Zk_2mrqu2gChg5Lzliw_saKbALTPw4CHijXw62mmMQVpJoQuXQtLaAWFqw753sQgOYqEAXJ8gaOBddvw_2ggM8MbSJb2w4g5UO3p/s1600/creepy+pin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjEdXnTBSmlCyZCHKN5nm014VQxghiEqLXYwcBtD5Zk_2mrqu2gChg5Lzliw_saKbALTPw4CHijXw62mmMQVpJoQuXQtLaAWFqw753sQgOYqEAXJ8gaOBddvw_2ggM8MbSJb2w4g5UO3p/s200/creepy+pin.jpg" tt="true" width="200" /></a></div><br />
Not much to report these days, which is why I haven't written :) Just wanted to let ya'll know I'm still kicking around. Hope you're all doing swell and continuing to make cancer your bitch. <br />
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XOXOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-26617146759619329142010-03-29T20:48:00.001-04:002010-03-29T20:49:35.059-04:00I Miss Ewe Times Two!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSelYPXy_6HuenVNecABKJZgUu5bfQEcxz10JjS97j9sM9kj1jvXXeq-kadd9r62jOHX4xo-YsvWWL2YHrwKUWfnD3ICuLOk7Qqf7PC4RCPjy5v_yh_WNQm6U6Nyu4DEWUrLo2LRLFG5I/s1600/ewe+greys+greetings.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSelYPXy_6HuenVNecABKJZgUu5bfQEcxz10JjS97j9sM9kj1jvXXeq-kadd9r62jOHX4xo-YsvWWL2YHrwKUWfnD3ICuLOk7Qqf7PC4RCPjy5v_yh_WNQm6U6Nyu4DEWUrLo2LRLFG5I/s320/ewe+greys+greetings.JPG" /></a></div>A few weeks ago I was hunting for cute lamb note cards. I scoured the interweb to only find very few Websites selling novelty lamb cards. Then that pool narrowed even more since I wanted ones that said, "I miss ewe" because I'm a giant dork and I wanted to send my friend Dan cute cards while he's deployed in the Army in Afghanistan. Well my Google searches and hunts on Etsy.com resulted with me finding a cute box set of 10 cards from <a href="http://www.ggdcards.com/"><strong>Grey's Greetings</strong></a> on Etsy. <br />
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When I placed my order I found their email address and inquired about the "I miss ewe" card and how I really thought all of the cards were super cute and they would make my friend's day while he's deployed. So then a few days later, I check my mail and found out that they had doubled my order for free because they came from a military family and knew how important mail is. Simply adorable. It made my day, and I know it'll make his too... well at least I hope it will. <br />
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So if you're looking to buy some cute cards (they don't JUST sell lamb cards, even though they rock!) you should check out <a href="http://www.ggdcards.com/"><strong>their site</strong></a>. <br />
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Or you should just buy me my very own lamb so it can do this!!!! <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-65390136453825764712010-03-25T16:06:00.000-04:002010-03-25T16:06:45.603-04:00So Long Western Mass!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEmnd6fnxiLw5fttJ4V2SBwO3uoyuQq9ec1YVQdByMpakfB37mJWiTfAgHEL5lYBczpHIcC8jopQP8_baN9RlzG-NDmTOPawVQABmtXMPIt0zrPl1caGL2hwA-8ANNoECExtEAx921Ft6x/s1600/byebye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEmnd6fnxiLw5fttJ4V2SBwO3uoyuQq9ec1YVQdByMpakfB37mJWiTfAgHEL5lYBczpHIcC8jopQP8_baN9RlzG-NDmTOPawVQABmtXMPIt0zrPl1caGL2hwA-8ANNoECExtEAx921Ft6x/s320/byebye.jpg" /></a></div><br />
My parents are moving out of Longmeadow next week, it's the end of an era. They've rented their house for a year, and plan on living on Block Island permanently. Hopefully after the year is up, the market will be better and their Longmeadow house will sell. It's sad though, I kinda finished growing up in this house and it's even weirder to think I won't have a Western Mass homebase anymore! <br />
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I guess the silver lining is that I have a free beach vacation whenever I want now! No more renters to deal with ;) <br />
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Also, the firefighters are throwing my dad a retirement party tonight which should be good. I'll be packing up the last of my remaining things here this weekend and heading back home. <br />
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Anywho, that's the latest and greatest for now. <br />
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XOKelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-47003106617604125592010-03-07T23:55:00.001-05:002010-03-08T00:06:03.156-05:00Hey Ewe!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_iVr0fjP_iR_vbobmR_Q5TR28-4OWHWWj0YXh_Qc9jJG1qMc6pJM0QyT0ExiGtO8YzamgkTwuxR_DApKXAu_QDawVP8ltk_vRZLU8Ys9MX9mEha1HxXmhHRdmyDJzur4yuZe6cxF2OnH/s1600-h/lamb+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_iVr0fjP_iR_vbobmR_Q5TR28-4OWHWWj0YXh_Qc9jJG1qMc6pJM0QyT0ExiGtO8YzamgkTwuxR_DApKXAu_QDawVP8ltk_vRZLU8Ys9MX9mEha1HxXmhHRdmyDJzur4yuZe6cxF2OnH/s320/lamb+day.jpg" /></a></div><br />
After a long, and super fun weekend, I'm winding down to start the work week tomorrow. I thought a good way to relax before bed was to pay some bills and do a little online shopping to cross off some stuff on my to-do list. Glamorous, I know. <br />
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Anywho, I am on a mission to find cute lamb greeting/note cards and I wanted some that said "I miss ewe" to send to my friend that is stationed in Iraq. You would think these would be a fairly common and adorable card -- well apparently, I was wrong. Very slim pickins. I could design my own, but ugh, I wanted something easy and ready made. And once I start making my own, well than I don't want to <em>just </em>have ones that say "I miss ewe" they would need to also say stuff like "Love Ewe" and "Hey ewe" yada yada yada, the list goes on! <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Anywho, during my hunt, I instead stumbled on <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34729223&ref=sr_gallery_17&&ga_search_query=ewe&ga_search_type=&ga_page=&includes%5B%5D=tags&includes%5B%5D=title">"Fuck Ewe" cards</a> and <a href="http://www.cafepress.com/+ewe_suck_postcards_package_of_8,15388524">Ewe Suck cards</a>!! Ha ha ha! I'm not going to buy them because I don't have many people that I hate AND feel like writing them a letter, duh. Afterall, postage rates keep rising :) If you want to buy some (and NOT mail me) you can go to the sellers page on Etsy.com <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34729223&ref=sr_gallery_17&&ga_search_query=ewe&ga_search_type=&ga_page=&includes%5B%5D=tags&includes%5B%5D=title">here</a> or the CafePress site <a href="http://www.cafepress.com/+ewe_suck_postcards_package_of_8,15388524">here</a>. <br />
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</div>Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-87149419795516111552010-02-25T20:16:00.002-05:002010-02-25T20:29:46.864-05:00Dodged The Hodge, Yet Again!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7Rg3nPJYiocb2PvxwNoOeEPCtqXuyZRmWuK36L7A3R5KyonTkEumhyQDn4dzIVUJ53mfTmAT7fVx3-8jpbrCKzGxZzM7SEfNmbZcRLOfXwV22SKyt54JQNZokvLgASV0MUWQRBOZebmp/s1600-h/dodgeball.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442358163632348482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7Rg3nPJYiocb2PvxwNoOeEPCtqXuyZRmWuK36L7A3R5KyonTkEumhyQDn4dzIVUJ53mfTmAT7fVx3-8jpbrCKzGxZzM7SEfNmbZcRLOfXwV22SKyt54JQNZokvLgASV0MUWQRBOZebmp/s320/dodgeball.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I had my latest PET scan yesterday and oncologist appointment today. I found out that I'm still HODGE FREE!! Now the even better news -- I don't have to do a PET scan for my next 6 month visit, just blood work. Then once that is all good and fine, I'm on the year check up plan!! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Suck it cancer!</div>Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-57030769456952061492010-02-14T16:03:00.003-05:002010-02-14T16:17:07.705-05:00Back From New York!I'm settling into the grind at work -- it's been a busy couple of weeks there. Things probably won't slow down for another couple of weeks. I went to New York this past week for training but I was so busy I didn't really get to enjoy the city that much. Fortunately, I did squeeze in some late night drinks with my pal Morgan :) Next time there will be more and he promised to sing some songs with me... like this one... I know you love this song too<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7beJhe9nK0&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7beJhe9nK0&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />Other than that, not a lot else is going on. I'm enjoying a little down time this weekend and catching up on sleep as I'm trying to shake a terrible cold I came down with while in New York.<br /><br />Oh and as an update to my last post -- <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wullie</span> ended up not coming this weekend due to the snow and a schedule change on his end. I'm sure there will be another time, so don't fret my lambs.<br /><br />I hope you're all doing swell. That's all for now :)<br /><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">XO</span>Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989436924947464088.post-81638364920778267212010-01-31T10:15:00.004-05:002010-01-31T10:36:36.321-05:00The Good News And The BadWell let me start off with the bad news to get that out of the way -- I found out this week that my contract where I had been freelancing has been terminated. They hired someone to take over all things Public Relations for the company.<br /><br />The good news? It was me! Ha ha! I start tomorrow <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">officially</span> as their Public Relations Manager. Should be a great learning experience and fun too. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Afterall</span>, people bring their dogs into the office a couple days a week -- can't beat that!<br /><br />And no folks, it's not cancer-related but it's something I know and I'm pretty decent at. So for now, I'll probably just do some cancer stuff on the side or something.<br /><br />In other news -- yesterday I finally caved and tried yoga for the first time. People have been bugging me forever. Mostly massage therapists who get the awesome job of trying to fix my super tight muscles that are more like rocks than muscles.<br /><br />Nicole's yoga place was having an open house this weekend, so I decided to conquer my intimidation in class. It was 90 minutes -- and I gotta say that I was ready for it to be over in an hour. I had no idea how much people sweat during yoga though. The room was nice and warm, but literally just stretching made me drip buckets! By the end of class I was soaked from head to toe. Who knew!? Everyone that goes say they love it -- but I'm on the fence. I think I might have to give it another whirl and see what it's about. My body is already pretty sore from yesterday but it could be good for my uptight muscles :)<br /><br />In other exciting news, I heard that my pal <a href="http://www.bitofabummer.blogspot.com/"><strong><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wullie</span></strong></a> from Scotland is coming to visit me the weekend of the February 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>. He's working in Alabama for a couple weeks and convinced his company to send him my way for the weekend. Hooray!<br /><br />Okay, that's my latest and greatest for now. I'll try and post again soon. Hope you're all swell! And thanks for the notes new <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Chemopalooza</span> readers! Glad my site helped!<br /><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">XO</span>Kelly Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593800566492055723noreply@blogger.com5