• Attitude,  Ketogenic Diet

    To Snack or Not to Snack…

    With apologies to Shakespeare… Happy New Year! I’m glad to say goodbye to 2019 and look ahead to 2020. This year is my 60th – a milestone made more memorable by my recent cancer journey and by the fact that my mother never lived to celebrate her 60th. She died three days before her 55th birthday of end-stage metastatic breast cancer that she had carried for 10 years. I’m determined to make 2020 a kickass year – a year long project called Martha 6.0. This involves several major goals, one of which is to get my book published. That means that I have to buckle down and write it… January’s…

  • Attitude

    What a year!

    It was one year ago this week that I received the phone call that would rock my world off of it’s axis and send me down a path that I never saw coming. I was sitting in my living room, moving around gingerly as I recovered from the laparoscopic removal of a huge ovarian cyst, both ovaries, both fallopian tubes and about 1.5 litres of fluid. Despite the tiny incisions, my insides had been majorly messed with. But I was rocking recovery, healing up like a boss. Friends had brought over food, I had lots of time for knitting – this surgery thing had some perks! That day, I had…

  • Attitude,  My Story

    Rediscovering a love of physical strength…

    Last summer, my just barely reborn running career came to a screeching halt when I was told that I had a 15-16 cm ovarian cyst. All bouncing activities were to be avoided, in case the cyst ruptured and spilled its contents throughout my lower abdomen. Given that the cyst turned out to be cancerous, it’s a good thing that I grudgingly conceded defeat and quit running early last August. In hindsight, a ruptured cyst would have been a really bad thing… After surgery in late September, finding out I had cancer, another surgery in early December, 5 weeks of post-op bladder spasming, then 5 months of chemo, I was pretty…

  • Attitude

    Between treatment normalcy…

    This has been a frenetic weekend. I wasn’t sure how my energy would hold up, given what we had planned, but now that the craziness is over and I’m back home with my feet up, I can tell you that I was… perfectly normal! This is week 3 of my 4th cycle of chemo. That means that my immune system and blood values are probably all at the absolute nadir – they have been trashed by the chemo drugs and now need to rebound in time for my next treatment in 4 days time. Despite that, I feel perfectly normal. My energy level feels about the same as it would…