A couple of weeks ago, after endless weeks of setbacks and difficulties and trials, my Pop told me this story. He said there was this farmer who hired two little boys to do some work. Their first job was to move a huge 8 foot tall mountain of manure. The first little boy dejectedly picked up a shovel and was crying as he shoveled. Classic Howard, I know. Dad had lost his l.

Thursday, April 16, 2015. I am mad at him. I am mad for him.

This blog is about my thoughts on my own experience of breast cancer, my passion for improving health and healthcare and about heartful leadership in all areas of life. Sunday, 11 March 2018. My budgie on the needles. My Mum taught me books. Maybe the only thing that does.

Privilege and equity in healthcare. I shared the other day the idea the for the privileged equity feels like oppression. It occurred to me that this is in part why I am scared at the idea of moving back to Canada and relying on the Canadian healthcare system. The Canadian system is a good one.

Grief, Healing, Guilt, Loss of Control. Friends, Family and Co-Workers. Bullies, Fear of Doctors. Choosing, Changing, and Firing. My dad has stopped eating, and now all my family can do is sit and wait.

When it comes to self-advocacy, you call the shots. Author and breast cancer thriver Beth L. Feisty Blue Gecko - a tail of the unexpected.

Monday, January 29, 2018. To make the wig I wore for all of 2012 and a good part of 2013. I was blown away by all of it, by all of them. My talented, beautiful friend Danya. Offered this photoshoot to me as a gift at my baby shower.

Things I do to Escape Cancer! Tuesday, 24 December 2013. Where is the Support? I look at Paint C Out and know it could become an entity of its own. Meantime our collection of paintings is getting bigger. Katy Perry signed her painting.