<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000</id><updated>2012-02-09T05:43:27.756-05:00</updated><category term='Allergic Reactions to MRI Dye'/><category term='Detection'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Check-ups'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Dealing with Family'/><category term='Nerve Damage'/><category term='Car Accident'/><category term='Advancement'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Tear Ducts'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Surgery'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='Endocrine Clinics'/><category term='Set-Backs'/><category term='Advocacy'/><category term='Indifference'/><category term='Strength'/><category term='T4'/><category term='Tired'/><category term='Biopsies'/><category term='Self-Esteem'/><category term='Thyca and Fitness'/><category term='Risks'/><category term='Alcohol Treatment'/><category term='Necromancing Tissue'/><category term='Support'/><category term='Stupid Cancer'/><category term='Surgery addicts'/><category term='Nodules'/><category term='New Doctor'/><category term='Radiation Resistance'/><category term='Low Iodine Diet'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Quality of Life?'/><category term='Ultrasounds'/><category term='Dear Thyroid'/><category term='Cancer Culture'/><category term='Cancerverserie'/><category term='Scars'/><category term='Malpractice'/><category term='Thyrogen'/><category term='MRI'/><category term='Enviornment'/><category term='Recurrence'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Death by Lettuce'/><category term='Recklessness'/><category term='Insecurities'/><category term='Health Insurance'/><category term='Fixing Side-Effects'/><category term='Independence'/><category term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category term='Iodine Radiation'/><category term='Jobs'/><category term='Medication Levels'/><category term='Moving On'/><category term='Borrowed Time'/><category term='Radioactive Iodine'/><category term='Bloodwork'/><category term='TSH'/><category term='Hypnosis'/><category term='Fears'/><category term='The Best Cancer to Have'/><category term='Cancer Comics'/><category term='Coping'/><category term='Decision Making'/><category term='Cancer Planet'/><category term='Positive Cancer Markers'/><category term='Control over Life'/><category term='Side Effects'/><category term='Anxieties'/><category term='Total Freak Out'/><category term='Side-effects'/><category term='Living Life'/><category term='Memory'/><category term='Thyroglobulin'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='I-131'/><category term='the Waiting Room'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Fitness Log'/><category term='T3'/><category term='Weight'/><title type='text'>Death by Lettuce</title><subtitle type='html'>Its a thyroid cancer blog looking to take over the world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1446871274859695567</id><published>2011-03-18T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:39:06.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Death by Lettuce</title><summary type='text'>I am sure by now this is not a big surprise, as I haven't written any new entries in months.  This is actually a good thing, means I have other things going on in my life besides cancer... which is awesome.

I have had a lot of e-mails lately from people wanting to post articles and things on my blog, I apologize for lack of responses... I have literally been crazy busy.

Why?

Because I'm moving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1446871274859695567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1446871274859695567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1446871274859695567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1446871274859695567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2011/03/closing-death-by-lettuce.html' title='Closing Death by Lettuce'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-321293659419869000</id><published>2010-11-23T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:27:00.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing your cancer virginity</title><summary type='text'>Cancer is surprisingly like sex.  We all have stories about our first time.  There's even bases before you "score" so to speak.  And I don't think ever getting another diagnosis of cancer is every quite the same as that first time.First base: Doctor finds a lumpSecond base: testsThird base:  the phone callHome: the face to face diagnosisFirst base:Student health... I was there for my yearly.  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/321293659419869000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=321293659419869000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/321293659419869000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/321293659419869000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/11/losing-your-cancer-virginity.html' title='Losing your cancer virginity'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6166595668584529838</id><published>2010-08-25T22:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:20:03.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend lost</title><summary type='text'>I learned today that I lost a friend.  We weren't close friends... we've had drinks together at parties... he was more of my friend's friend...  people thought that we should be friends, and tried to get us to be friends because what we had in common was that we were both law school cancer survivors, and then young lawyers dealing with cancer.  I think for this very reason we didn't actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6166595668584529838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6166595668584529838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6166595668584529838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6166595668584529838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/08/friend-lost.html' title='A friend lost'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-2890052627214983888</id><published>2010-07-15T22:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:27:41.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm not quite dead... I think I'll go for a walk now... I feel happy... I feel Happy!"</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I went on a hiatus... a very long, hiatus.  A very long hiatus that may or may not continue.  But, quite frankly, I haven't had that much to write about.  And seeing as I sit in front of a computer all day doing work, and not even fooling around on the internet... I lose motivation to write when I get home.So cancer related stuff:My Peace Corps application got put on hold b/c they wanted a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/2890052627214983888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=2890052627214983888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2890052627214983888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2890052627214983888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-not-quite-dead-i-think-ill-go-for.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not quite dead... I think I&apos;ll go for a walk now... I feel happy... I feel Happy!&quot;'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1024849939513364777</id><published>2010-05-12T20:14:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:30:51.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anytime Fitness Total Body Challenge</title><summary type='text'>So as you all may remember, my New   Year's resolution this year was to put my life back where it was 5 years   ago, namely by getting back to my pre-cancer weight.  Now I've kept   quiet about how all this as gone after this summer's weekly updates   resulting in my embarrassment once I just stopped.  But I've been doing   the Body Challenge, and have in fact crushed my pre-cancer weight.  My   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1024849939513364777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1024849939513364777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1024849939513364777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1024849939513364777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/05/anytime-fitness-total-body-challenge.html' title='Anytime Fitness Total Body Challenge'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/S-tGbl302ZI/AAAAAAAAdso/ybjeS_ZqQk0/s72-c/IMG_4060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4911516844539739634</id><published>2010-05-04T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:53:00.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dive for a Cure</title><summary type='text'>I did something awesome this weekend (correction... this is more like a month ago now)... I did "Dive for a Cure"... Now, I know by this point everyone and their mother has some sort of race or marathon to raise money for this that and the other thing... this was soo much cooler.  Dive for a Cure is Scuba diving to raise money for cancer research and things.  Diver's are a special breed of people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4911516844539739634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4911516844539739634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4911516844539739634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4911516844539739634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/05/dive-for-cure.html' title='Dive for a Cure'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5014552659231389988</id><published>2010-04-30T07:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T07:14:13.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Insurance Vent</title><summary type='text'>They've increased my insurance by $150 a month... It now costs me about $750 to be insured... and they don't even pay my meds.Sigh... the reality is, to get out of my house and be independent I'm going to have to quit the job I like and feel good about, and go sell my soul to the highest bidder w/ benefits.  :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5014552659231389988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5014552659231389988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5014552659231389988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5014552659231389988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/04/insurance-vent.html' title='Insurance Vent'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-867306674160863976</id><published>2010-04-25T07:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T07:20:28.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And a Drum Roll Please...</title><summary type='text'>I PASSED THE BAR!!!!  I'm officially a lawyer now.On a related note, I also picked up a job.  I'm now working at a small firm doing loan modifications and stopping foreclosures on homes.  Pay sucks and there are no hours, but I couldn't have asked for a better group to work with, learn as much, and still feel good about myself at the end of the day.My life rocks my socks right now... hope it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/867306674160863976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=867306674160863976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/867306674160863976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/867306674160863976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-drum-roll-please.html' title='And a Drum Roll Please...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1133824259124290227</id><published>2010-04-20T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:55:00.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Thyroid: Thyeulogy</title><summary type='text'>Way way way back in February when I found out I was cancer free, I wrote a new letter to Dear Thyroid, which I have called my Thyeulogy.They posted it back at the end of March, but it became one of the million things I never finished my blog post for.  So just in case you haven't read it, here's the link:  Thyeulogy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1133824259124290227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1133824259124290227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1133824259124290227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1133824259124290227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-thyroid-thyeulogy.html' title='Dear Thyroid: Thyeulogy'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5321944986646602803</id><published>2010-04-12T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:38:22.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga Bear and the Yoga Challenge</title><summary type='text'>Over the past month I've written about half of 5 different blog posts.  Many of which were time sensitive and I failed miserably at finishing and publishing them when I needed to.  I've been busy running around, having a life, etc.  All of which I hope to update you on over the next few posts.  But first I'm going to start with yet another time sensitive one.Today I want to talk to you all about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5321944986646602803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5321944986646602803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5321944986646602803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5321944986646602803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/04/yoga-bear-and-yoga-challenge.html' title='Yoga Bear and the Yoga Challenge'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6348022908115345446</id><published>2010-03-16T16:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:25:00.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I can't believe I'm doing this but I am pulling all of my social networking cred to ask everyone out there to spend 1 minute of their time to vote for me for a competition called Host Our Cost.Vote for me here--&gt;  Host Our CoastThe competition is this:  spend the summer backpacking the Delmarva Peninsula Blogging about it.  You get $15,000 and free room and board, and you have to go out and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6348022908115345446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6348022908115345446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6348022908115345446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6348022908115345446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-your-help.html' title='I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3435137106567896540</id><published>2010-03-08T11:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:29:00.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Introduction to Cancer and Relationships</title><summary type='text'>So, I’ve been looking over my posts over the last year or so (can’t believe I’ve been posting for over a year), and I’ve started to notice that I tend to only talk about my immediate reactions to what I’m dealing with at that moment.  I am an emo blogger… a part of me just died.  Granted, this is sort of the whole purpose of the blog: something to keep me from bottling up everything making me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3435137106567896540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3435137106567896540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3435137106567896540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3435137106567896540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-introduction-to-cancer-and.html' title='My Introduction to Cancer and Relationships'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5290119369665590145</id><published>2010-03-04T13:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:22:36.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Price of Staying on Top of my Health</title><summary type='text'>$839I'm not going to get into a debate on the cost of health care here.  I'm just going to make some very basic statements of fact about that number you are looking at up there.  I am lucky; I pay an arm and a leg every month, and the occasional promise of a first born child to keep me insured.  One month of health coverage costs more than one month of my last rent.  And being that I'm lucky, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5290119369665590145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5290119369665590145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5290119369665590145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5290119369665590145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/03/price-of-staying-on-top-of-my-health.html' title='The Price of Staying on Top of my Health'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4313457201573832372</id><published>2010-03-01T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T12:40:00.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by Lettuce Beginnings</title><summary type='text'>Another quite ancient post that I found deep in the recesses of my hard drive.  This is from August/Septemberish 2007 I think.  A lot of this is probably gonna sound pretty familiar, particularly the last paragraph.  But really, I wrote it all a year before I even thought of starting this blog.  This was actually meant to be the start of my book that never quite panned out...&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4313457201573832372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4313457201573832372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4313457201573832372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4313457201573832372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-by-lettuce-beginnings.html' title='Death by Lettuce Beginnings'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6906369381072769270</id><published>2010-02-26T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:36:00.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thyca Tip #1</title><summary type='text'>BaconAfter radiation when my taste buds went psycho, and I was convinced I would never taste food again... I could still taste bacon.  I survived off of BLT's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6906369381072769270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6906369381072769270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6906369381072769270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6906369381072769270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-thyca-tip-1.html' title='Random Thyca Tip #1'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5861572813082711023</id><published>2010-02-22T12:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:37:00.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so talk about my inability to follow through on something.That picture you are looking at up there, that's my hair.  My long, gorgeous straight hair.  In case you didn't already know, I have an overwhelming love hate relationship w/ my hair.  Naturally, it is a fluffy curly mass.  Its super thick, and super annoying.  When it looks good, its my best feature.  When its unhappy with me... well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5861572813082711023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5861572813082711023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5861572813082711023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5861572813082711023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/S4H08id6Y-I/AAAAAAAAdWM/YG2Ru5MItog/s72-c/IMG_3291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3599574271159631857</id><published>2010-02-16T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:53:00.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Year Cancerversary</title><summary type='text'>Today is my 5 year cancerversary.I can't believe I'm only 26, but have already had cancer for 5 years.February 16 also tends to be my least favorite day of the year... in fact over the past few years February in general has just been sort of a shit month.  With lowered expectations for the month of February, I don't think you can imagine exactly how overwhelming the awesomeness of this February </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3599574271159631857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3599574271159631857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3599574271159631857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3599574271159631857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/5-year-cancerversary.html' title='5 Year Cancerversary'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6668073888299877415</id><published>2010-02-11T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:11:26.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap, I'm a Survivor!</title><summary type='text'>Blood work results are in.  My meds are a tad too high, but everything else is undetectable.Combine that with nothing showed up on the ultrasound...In other words, its official.Just 5 days shy of my 5 year cancerversary...I am cancer free!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6668073888299877415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6668073888299877415' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6668073888299877415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6668073888299877415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/holy-crap-im-survivor.html' title='Holy Crap, I&apos;m a Survivor!'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-542809415780999280</id><published>2010-02-10T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:30:02.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer v. Nanobubbles</title><summary type='text'>So I'm a big sci-fi dork, and find the idea of nanobots battling cancer full of cheesy sci-fi movie potential, while also being awesome.  I do realize the article says nothing about nanobots, but rather nano particles... but for sci-fi purposes, it would be nanobots... But still, nanoparticles and lasers sound like something from a book.  Particularly interesting is how they can target specific </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/542809415780999280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=542809415780999280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/542809415780999280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/542809415780999280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/cancer-v-nanobubbles.html' title='Cancer v. Nanobubbles'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1271907423857224166</id><published>2010-02-08T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:47:17.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict on a New Doctor</title><summary type='text'>Things that are helpful... actually writing a post before I publish it...So, after weeks of anxiety, mental exercises, and kicking myself for not going to the doctor sooner, the day of the appointment came and went.  I was planning on posting something about my anxiousness before now... but by the time to do it came around I had so much going through my head I frankly didn't care about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1271907423857224166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1271907423857224166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1271907423857224166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1271907423857224166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/verdict-on-new-doctor.html' title='The Verdict on a New Doctor'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5926573180038110776</id><published>2010-02-01T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:09:00.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you move forward in life, if you can quite seem to move on from cancer?</title><summary type='text'>This is actually a post I wrote back in June.  Though a little out of date, a lot of bits are still relevant, and I figured I should just go ahead and publish it for all to see.By now, you should have gotten the point that things for me are sort of in a rapid state of stagnation.  I've finished with school, I've moved from Pittsburgh, I'm supposedly looking on to bigger and brighter things.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5926573180038110776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5926573180038110776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5926573180038110776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5926573180038110776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-do-you-move-forward-in-life-if-you.html' title='How do you move forward in life, if you can quite seem to move on from cancer?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5448353346302535827</id><published>2010-01-28T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:34:52.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And suddenly there was conversation</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the bombardment of posts... really, I had decided to pre-write a post a week until at least after the Bar was over so I didn't spend so much time doing it... only to start randomly have things happen, so now I've got like 6 weeks of pre written posts lined up, and still keep throwing things in the middle. But, yet another extraordinary thing has happened thanks to the Peace Corps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5448353346302535827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5448353346302535827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5448353346302535827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5448353346302535827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-suddenly-there-was-conversation.html' title='And suddenly there was conversation'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6489656463719919384</id><published>2010-01-26T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:17:17.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twighlight Zone:  A positive experience navigating the health world....</title><summary type='text'>So, with the Peace Corps nomination comes the absolutely terrifying part... the medical evaluation.Today, I got to see everything I need done, not actually a bad list, and probably a lot of stuff people should have done every once in a while anyways.  Yes it means a few extra doctor appointments and a few more needles than usual, but, and I think for the first time ever, I'm sort of excited to do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6489656463719919384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6489656463719919384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6489656463719919384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6489656463719919384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/twighlight-zone-positive-experience.html' title='Twighlight Zone:  A positive experience navigating the health world....'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7363579417998645269</id><published>2010-01-23T20:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:36:37.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing what makes you happy.</title><summary type='text'>Today was a great day.I got to do the Hokey Pokey... not the dirty kind.  Shame on you.  Actually, every Saturday I get to do the Hokey Pokey.  I've started teaching swim lessons with handicapped kids again.  Its been a long time.  It's taken me 3 weeks to become a person again.  Going from lawyer to kid person takes a giant leap.  The last time I worked w/ the kids is right after my first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7363579417998645269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7363579417998645269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7363579417998645269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7363579417998645269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/doing-what-makes-you-happy.html' title='Doing what makes you happy.'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8017059151810058860</id><published>2010-01-19T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:47:05.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>robs v. Hippa</title><summary type='text'>As my first doctor's appointment with the local endo looms in the near future, I have taken on the daunting task of trying to get my medical records sent to him.  I had originally asked for my records back when I was leaving, and trying to be helpful, the woman told me not to worry about it, sign a Hippa now, then just call and let them know where and to who they needed to be released to and they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8017059151810058860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8017059151810058860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8017059151810058860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8017059151810058860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/robs-v-hippa.html' title='robs v. Hippa'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6643439844571089605</id><published>2010-01-18T11:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:55:00.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noteworthy:  Navigating Cancer</title><summary type='text'>At the beginning of the summer I talked about how I wanted to do review posts about cancer resources and things... and then I just sort of let it drop off.  Hypothetically, I'm going to pick back up on that.  I also hope that you guys check out some of the links on the left hand side of the page, be it the blogs, the banners, or the websites.  Doing everything may in fact be overkill, and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6643439844571089605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6643439844571089605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6643439844571089605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6643439844571089605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/noteworthy-navigating-cancer.html' title='Noteworthy:  Navigating Cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5593506950653846008</id><published>2010-01-13T11:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:22:47.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>So, now that we are midwayish through January, I figured I'd post a bit about my New Years resolutions.  I've never been particularly big on these things, but I've had one this year that is remarkably different than the traditional ones we think of and it sort of directly relates to a side effect of my thyca... I think.  I also thought that maybe if I wrote them down and shared them it just might</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5593506950653846008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5593506950653846008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5593506950653846008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5593506950653846008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7033499160748268752</id><published>2010-01-07T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:08:41.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guide on how to Support someone with Cancer</title><summary type='text'>Sort of repeatedly over the past few weeks the topic has come up time and again about how my friends and family support me.  Its never been straight out asked, but usually plays in to whatever I'm writing about, and its caused me to take a serious look at how I interact with my friends and family on the cancer issue, and even more revealing, how I handle when friends or family tells me they have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7033499160748268752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7033499160748268752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7033499160748268752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7033499160748268752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2010/01/guide-on-how-to-support-someone-with.html' title='A Guide on how to Support someone with Cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-2255875546197560487</id><published>2009-12-22T12:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:46:31.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Set-Backs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Esteem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control over Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Repetition, Recognition, and Limitations</title><summary type='text'>Part of being a cancer patient, especially with a lot of recurrence, you get sort of used to doing things again, and again, and again, and again.  Tests, exams, blood work, doctor appointments, arguing w/ the insurance company, surgeries, radiation, hearing bad news, hearing decent news, hearing hopeful news, repeating said news to family, figuring out the best way to repeat news to friends.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/2255875546197560487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=2255875546197560487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2255875546197560487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2255875546197560487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/repetition-recognition-and-limitations.html' title='Repetition, Recognition, and Limitations'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6112757832039492603</id><published>2009-12-18T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:56:31.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Don't Spam Me</title><summary type='text'>I'm a little irritated that I should need to go and post this, but its become enough of an annoyance that I have to say something.  Don't spam my comments.  I have comment monitoring on, so sending comments entirely in other languages, or w/ links to UK Escorts, are never ever ever going to go up, and they just waste my time.My apologies to legitimate readers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6112757832039492603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6112757832039492603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6112757832039492603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6112757832039492603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-dont-spam-me.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Spam Me'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-790699479498641642</id><published>2009-12-11T23:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:28:02.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>60+ Christmas Cards</title><summary type='text'>I went to a funeral tonight.  I am.... not so good with funerals.  I avoid thinking about the person.  I fuss about what to wear.  And I search for exits like I run the risk of being trapped there.  I feel awkward in churches now.  Especially Catholic churches, where I know all the words to all the songs, and can't help but compulsively sing along.  Tonight, as most people in attendance got up to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/790699479498641642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=790699479498641642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/790699479498641642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/790699479498641642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/60-christmas-cards.html' title='60+ Christmas Cards'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-462448388712694558</id><published>2009-12-08T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:15:33.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with Cancer</title><summary type='text'>Today, I am going to direct you over to CancerDirectory.com, where you can see my post, "Have you cried at all?"They asked me to write about facing or dealing with cancer.  It was a pretty fun little assignment, and like most outside ideas, got me thinking about a whole schlew of things I hadn't thought about in a while.While you are there, I recommend perusing the site a bit.  Rather than being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/462448388712694558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=462448388712694558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/462448388712694558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/462448388712694558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/dealing-with-cancer.html' title='Dealing with Cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6887494634496926763</id><published>2009-12-06T01:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:33:59.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thyoliday Blues and Truths</title><summary type='text'>Intro:   Thyroid diseases and thyroid cancers are fun, right? Unfortunately not; they deeply affect us as patients and our families, indelibly leaving an imprint on our minds, bodies and souls. None of it is easy. If we’re going to bring awareness to this disease, we have to come together as a family. Our collective voices have the power to invoke change. Because the holidays are a time of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6887494634496926763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6887494634496926763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6887494634496926763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6887494634496926763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/thyoliday-blues-and-truths.html' title='Thyoliday Blues and Truths'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SxtPROruxFI/AAAAAAAAY0g/ZUbTiDEbIHM/s72-c/Thyoliday-Blues-and-Truths1-270x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5230697740288185027</id><published>2009-12-04T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:26:07.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Least Common Denominator of Death and Illness</title><summary type='text'>When I first wrote this post on Friday afternoon, things were different.  Rather than change the original post, I decided to just write this bit at the beginning.  Our close family friend, Pat Stetic lost her battle against cancer tonight.  All of my thoughts go out to her and her family.  RIP Pup, you will missed.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5230697740288185027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5230697740288185027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5230697740288185027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5230697740288185027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/least-common-denominator-of-death-and.html' title='The Least Common Denominator of Death and Illness'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8564473519170706230</id><published>2009-12-03T14:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:17:43.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backlog</title><summary type='text'>Today I opened gmail, and typed in "cancer" only to see a million and one different e-mails that have been piling up since August.  After the bar exam, I just haven't been keeping up with very much of anything other than job searching... and attempts at dating that went down in flaming glory (something I need to get around to writing about).  Part of this I've mentioned in bits and pieces over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8564473519170706230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8564473519170706230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8564473519170706230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8564473519170706230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/12/backlog.html' title='Backlog'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5180408167080239974</id><published>2009-11-30T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:28:05.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Cancer Markers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control over Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Identity Crisis</title><summary type='text'>Who am I if I'm not a cancer patient?  But nor am I really a cancer survivor.  I am not officially a lawyer, nor am I a law student... or a student in general... and i've been one of those since I was 3/4ish... I seem to be missing all the things that tend to define me as a person.  I remember when i was a volleyball player, and athlete, a nerd.  Labels were easy in high school.But now I sit here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5180408167080239974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5180408167080239974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5180408167080239974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5180408167080239974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/11/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity Crisis'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3023064181667414930</id><published>2009-11-18T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:41:58.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Follow Up on Brain Fog</title><summary type='text'>Just in case you haven't read this yet, I am bringing it up to your attention:When Cancer Muddles the MindIts an article by Kairol Ronsenthal talking about thyroid cancer and brain fog.  I commented on the article about how maybe if enough of us yammer on about this our doctors might take notice.  I can't think of a much louder written forum than the New York Times.  So I would say if you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3023064181667414930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3023064181667414930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3023064181667414930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3023064181667414930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/11/follow-up-on-brain-fog.html' title='A Follow Up on Brain Fog'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7048615455710481912</id><published>2009-11-02T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:39:19.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Then there was Halloween, the best holiday ever...</title><summary type='text'>Yup, Halloween is my all time favorite holiday. There's no real explanation why... it just is. All fun, no pressure. A night where you can let your imagination go all sorts of crazy.My Halloween involved a kids party, trick-or-treating w/ a cooler of beer in a wagon (i hung out w/ my step-dad for this), meeting a young german dude, who will be here for about 9 months, then bonfireing back in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7048615455710481912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7048615455710481912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7048615455710481912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7048615455710481912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/11/then-there-was-halloween-best-holiday.html' title='Then there was Halloween, the best holiday ever...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/Su7u7DcWaeI/AAAAAAAAWfI/mRb7LGyFvdg/s72-c/IMG_2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6080139312585772279</id><published>2009-10-30T16:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:03:24.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Over it...</title><summary type='text'>So it quite randomly occurred to me about 5 minutes ago that I am quite done with having cancer.  Clearly cancer is a passing fad, and i've been there, done that, and have more "important" issues accumulating on my plate to continue dealing with cancer.  *this should have been read with absolute sarcasm in mindIt's been about 5 years since it was brought to my attention I had a lump on my neck.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6080139312585772279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6080139312585772279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6080139312585772279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6080139312585772279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-it.html' title='Over it...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1359762868496481041</id><published>2009-10-19T23:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:10:46.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then to New York...</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm going to New York on Wednesday.  I haven't been in ages and ages, and it seems the person I was hoping to meet up there won't be going anymore... so I'm going on my own.  I'm going to be staying with my step-dad's family... which is a little odd, as I've never known them outside the presence of my parents... which is actually pretty true for most of my family.I'm going for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1359762868496481041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1359762868496481041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1359762868496481041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1359762868496481041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-then-to-new-york.html' title='And then to New York...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7347374809992823698</id><published>2009-10-18T01:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:58:22.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was failure...</title><summary type='text'>So yeah... you may recall that my summer was spent studying for the bar exam.And then the past month I've tried to get out and enjoy what was left of my summer.And then on Friday at midnight i got the news that i failed the bar exam.And I drank with my mom until about 5 in the morning. Then i cried to my best friend begging her to drive down from pittsburgh b/c for really the first time ever i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7347374809992823698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7347374809992823698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7347374809992823698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7347374809992823698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-then-there-was-failure.html' title='And then there was failure...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4406531524104012107</id><published>2009-10-04T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:31:35.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How far should we be monitored? #3:  Memory</title><summary type='text'>Brain Fog; it's not just a chemo problem.So many of us out there since losing our thyroids also feel like we're losing our minds.  It's awkward to talk about.  Who wants to admit that their brain just is not as sharp as it was?  I sure don't.  But when does it become a real problem?  Do we want, or need to know if we have in fact lost a piece of our mind?  Or is it really better to just stay in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4406531524104012107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4406531524104012107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4406531524104012107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4406531524104012107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-far-should-we-be-monitored-3-memory.html' title='How far should we be monitored? #3:  Memory'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-179325173532187176</id><published>2009-09-22T14:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:30:11.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin v. The Insurance Company</title><summary type='text'>So, you know, I've finally found an insurance company that isn't going to burn me at the stake for being a cancer patient.They won't let me pay them.Mom helps me out w/ these types of things.  You know... b/c I'm a poor unemployed bum.  Seeing as she has sort of a vested interest in keeping me alive and healthy, she pays my medical stuff (bills, insurance, etc.).So she sets up a direct withdraw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/179325173532187176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=179325173532187176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/179325173532187176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/179325173532187176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/09/robin-v-insurance-company.html' title='Robin v. The Insurance Company'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5769744178594253726</id><published>2009-09-20T10:40:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:49:46.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's da Robin?</title><summary type='text'>So if you are one of my regulars you may have noticed a sharp decrease in my blogging. This is happening for any number of reasons. 1) I over blogged for like 2 months... when i should have saved posts to talk about later on 2) I have a limited attention span that isn't always great for writing and 3) I'm going on life rebound, where I wasn't able to do anything fun for a long period of time and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5769744178594253726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5769744178594253726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5769744178594253726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5769744178594253726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/09/wheres-da-robin.html' title='Where&apos;s da Robin?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SrfJ1oQPHVI/AAAAAAAAVAI/8Eluf5dfdGM/s72-c/IMG_1233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5019177518976758137</id><published>2009-09-13T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:44:00.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thyroid Cancer Awareness Month</title><summary type='text'>Yes, ladies and gents, its that special time of year, when the kiddies are headed back to school, the weather suddenly changes, and we make the world more aware about the ever increasing threat of thyroid cancer.I'm not sure what you all like to do, but I usually post a note of facebook every year for all my friends.  Its my third year doing it, and it always seems like a couple more people read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5019177518976758137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5019177518976758137' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5019177518976758137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5019177518976758137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/09/thyroid-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Thyroid Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8108794525214472824</id><published>2009-09-01T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:29:50.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOOOOOORRRRRRRRREE</title><summary type='text'>Today I did something I haven't done in about 3 years.  I played golf.Well, not so much played, as I went out to the driving range.  But the point is the same.  I found my clubs, threw on some khakis, a polo shirt and a hat.  Laced up my shoes, and slid on my glove.  Chose the absolute hottest point of the day, and hit the hell out of some balls.So why is this such a big deal?  Enough so to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8108794525214472824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8108794525214472824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8108794525214472824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8108794525214472824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/09/fooooooorrrrrrrrree.html' title='FOOOOOOORRRRRRRRREE'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-486550650659495909</id><published>2009-08-22T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:34:27.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Other People's Lives</title><summary type='text'>Being someone with cancer, I can't help but feel I will always have certain regrets about my life.  I have had to make decisions that no person, especially no young person has ever had to make.  I have had fears hold me back from pursuing certain dreams, aspirations, relationships.  Some of them are warranted.  Some of them have proven to come true, justifying the hesitation.  Some of them are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/486550650659495909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=486550650659495909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/486550650659495909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/486550650659495909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/08/other-peoples-lives.html' title='Other People&apos;s Lives'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3380440164019416464</id><published>2009-08-19T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:33:57.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Update</title><summary type='text'>YAY No lupus!Boo Erythema multiforme.Its basically a hypersensitivity reaction that has 25+ causes.There is an overwhelming irony that I, of all people, have a hypersensitivity disease.  I'm pretty sure I have a handful of ex boyfriends that would dispute such a diagnosis... And it blatantly flies in the face of my Myers-Briggs INTP personality.Of course when I went to see the dermatologist </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3380440164019416464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3380440164019416464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3380440164019416464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3380440164019416464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/08/health-update.html' title='Health Update'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-838049688862341947</id><published>2009-08-13T19:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:11:38.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's Post Revisited</title><summary type='text'>I've had time to think from yesterday's rant.  I've also had to sit an have dinner with a family who can only think to talk to me about being sick, what they think I have, and how they still say that it is stress, (this is my step-dad's family).  His mom had thyroid cancer, but we don't relate to each other at all on anything.  She tends to assume everything my doctors do is the wrong procedure, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/838049688862341947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=838049688862341947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/838049688862341947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/838049688862341947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterdays-post-revisited.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s Post Revisited'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7022575579582305062</id><published>2009-08-12T12:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:27:22.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Kiss my Grits!</title><summary type='text'>This particular rant is coming to you after nearly a week of diffusing some pretty harsh language and feelings.  This is a rant dedicated to every person who has had to deal with diseases that have nothing to do with cancer.  For everyone who has had friends or family who just don't quite get it.As I explained two weeks ago, my hand swelled up and I had sort of a weird rash start during the bar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7022575579582305062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7022575579582305062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7022575579582305062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7022575579582305062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-kiss-my-grits.html' title='Well Kiss my Grits!'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4617637177266444696</id><published>2009-08-04T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:54:07.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloodwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Check-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fixing Side-Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side-effects'/><title type='text'>How far should we be monitored?: #2 Bloodwork</title><summary type='text'>After going through the laundry list of side-effects, a lot of stuff that are just immediate and short term can easily be crossed out.  But there are still some pretty big things on the list, where a little follow-up could go a long way in improving how we feel.I've done a lot of thinking over the past few days of why we don't present every symptom to doctors, and why its so frustrating to learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4617637177266444696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4617637177266444696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4617637177266444696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4617637177266444696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-far-should-we-be-monitored-2.html' title='How far should we be monitored?: #2 Bloodwork'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3663168087451152497</id><published>2009-08-01T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:56:52.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life outside of cancer can still be a GIANT pain in the ass</title><summary type='text'>And now post two of "So overwhelmingly much I'd like to blog about today"... had a lot to think about as I was taking the biggest most important test ever.First, there's the idea of how I deal with stress quasi-post thyca.  I get high strung on little itty bitty things.  Big things, don't phase me.  Is that weird?  Is that normal?  Is it bad that I went into the test going, meh... I can always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3663168087451152497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3663168087451152497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3663168087451152497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3663168087451152497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-outside-of-cancer-can-still-be.html' title='Life outside of cancer can still be a GIANT pain in the ass'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-2407081312060539723</id><published>2009-07-31T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:03:10.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Thyroid'/><title type='text'>Dear Thyroid...</title><summary type='text'>Wow, a whole lot of things happening at once.  I'm going to do my best to post about all of them, but keep them separated (ie, i'm going to write a few posts today, and then post them over the next couple of days).  But I'm gonna start with the exciting one first.Imagine if you will shuffling through web site after website about thyroid cancer and just cancer in general, suddenly stumbling upon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/2407081312060539723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=2407081312060539723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2407081312060539723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2407081312060539723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-thyroid.html' title='Dear Thyroid...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5748269401814594198</id><published>2009-07-25T00:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:32:31.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going on radio silence</title><summary type='text'>... or blogging silence... not for long, but probably for the next week.I'm realizing now I should have just waited to start the bit about monitoring, but I thought I would work on it as my break from studying.  That was until I realized I've been spending about twice as much time blogging, interneting in general, or hitting up hulu than I do actually doing work.  I'm also turning into sort of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5748269401814594198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5748269401814594198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5748269401814594198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5748269401814594198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-on-radio-silence.html' title='Going on radio silence'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8754743572411537695</id><published>2009-07-21T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:13:20.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radioactive Iodine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Check-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tear Ducts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-131'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fixing Side-Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iodine Radiation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side-effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><title type='text'>How far should we be monitored?: #1 the side-effects we know?</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so here it is.  Probably the most research I've put into a post, rather than me just talking from my gut.  This is going to be a multi-post topic, I don't know how many post just yet, but if you have had something that might be considered a side-effect, let me know and I'll dig up whatever else I can find.  I also think it is important stuff for us to think about right now when lots of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8754743572411537695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8754743572411537695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8754743572411537695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8754743572411537695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-far-should-we-be-monitored-1-side.html' title='How far should we be monitored?: #1 the side-effects we know?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3412175041428280216</id><published>2009-07-18T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:07:12.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness Log #5</title><summary type='text'>#5, really?  I've been keeping track for 5 weeks? Weird.This week's weight:  208, though I did drop to 2.65, but then, immediately upon weighing myself mom said, "lets get pizza" and I was like, "hell yeah, I want some pizza."Was it foolish... yes.  Did I learn a lesson about how pizza can result in gaining 3 pounds overnight... yes.  Did the really hot waiter flirt ridiculously with me and ask </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3412175041428280216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3412175041428280216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3412175041428280216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3412175041428280216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/fitness-log-5.html' title='Fitness Log #5'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-9098158207578675035</id><published>2009-07-17T10:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:00:21.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Check-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Cancer Markers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Best Cancer to Have'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><title type='text'>The War on Advocacy</title><summary type='text'>So I've read this article floating around today about the bad impacts of advocacy and awareness efforts of such things as "Check Your Neck".  If you haven't read it, you can find it here.And its made me angry.  No... not just a little angry, but quite frankly it pisses me off, and if it pisses me off just about how it handles thyca, then I can't imagine how other people trying to spread awareness</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/9098158207578675035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=9098158207578675035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/9098158207578675035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/9098158207578675035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/war-on-advocacy.html' title='The War on Advocacy'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4384953326044054028</id><published>2009-07-14T09:08:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:18:43.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enviornment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><title type='text'>Thyroid Cancer and Enviornmental Factors</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm totally piggybacking off of last night's stupid cancer radio show, and fine tuning it to what I know about the environmental factors contributing to thyroid cancer, along with some theories.  This topic isn't just timely b/c of the radio show, which you can listen to here, if you missed it, but also w/ yesterday's news article about how higher levels of detection do NOT explain the ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4384953326044054028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4384953326044054028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4384953326044054028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4384953326044054028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/thyroid-cancer-and-enviornmental.html' title='Thyroid Cancer and Enviornmental Factors'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SlzFb8WDQlI/AAAAAAAAQ44/Xpn4Oo7y7-4/s72-c/nuclear-reactor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3956672021700414927</id><published>2009-07-12T09:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:16:50.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><title type='text'>Vote for your cause to have a Media Makeover</title><summary type='text'>For the cause of the week, I want to tell you all about CommuniCause.  Now originally, I was going to be all about telling you to go and vote i[2]y (which if you are a young adult w/ cancer, and you've had interaction w/ the group, you should still do!)  But after reading through the website and things, I thought it was more important just to tell you that it exists.  I have no problems directing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3956672021700414927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3956672021700414927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3956672021700414927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3956672021700414927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/vote-for-your-cause-to-have-media.html' title='Vote for your cause to have a Media Makeover'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3759273168324369575</id><published>2009-07-11T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:34:24.402-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Log'/><title type='text'>Fitness Log #4</title><summary type='text'>If pain is weakness leaving your body, then put me in line for the worlds strongest woman.The Stats:Down to 208.5.  Diet is... uh... still there?  I've been eating what I'm supposed to... and then adding snacks lately.  Something I hadn't done before, but suddenly, protein drinks aren't quite cutting it.  I'm working on it.  Oh, and my new trainer has changed up my diet... giving me new numbers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3759273168324369575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3759273168324369575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3759273168324369575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3759273168324369575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/fitness-log-4.html' title='Fitness Log #4'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1880303997962511917</id><published>2009-07-07T16:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:15:38.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dealing with Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Borrowed Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Watching other people die from cancer</title><summary type='text'>I've been making an effort, although incredibly delayed, at getting out thank you cards to all my friends and family for graduation stuff, and a big part of trying to do that is hunting down everyone's address.  While I wrote out invites to the parties, I left it to my parental units to send out invites, as I feel like the party was a lot more for them than me.  I did my thing w/ my friends, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1880303997962511917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1880303997962511917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1880303997962511917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1880303997962511917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/watching-other-people-die-from-cancer.html' title='Watching other people die from cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7288516797261368328</id><published>2009-07-06T20:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:28:47.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-131'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iodine Radiation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side-effects'/><title type='text'>I am NOT a Vampire</title><summary type='text'>That's what my mom has been accusing me of lately.  Vampirism.  I just can't seem to get a tan.It has always been a basic rule of thumb that come summer time... I get dark.   I've got a a whole whopping 1/8 Native American that combats with my predominantly Irish/northern European genes, and it causes me to turn nice brown.  I recently came across a lot of old pictures of me and my darkness that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7288516797261368328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7288516797261368328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7288516797261368328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7288516797261368328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-vampire.html' title='I am NOT a Vampire'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5431138388759769918</id><published>2009-07-03T12:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:01:15.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car Accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control over Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Log'/><title type='text'>Fitness Log #3</title><summary type='text'>It's my Friday fitness long once again... but unfortunately I don't have great things to report.Well, that's not entirely true, I have managed to hold my weight at 210.5; surprising as I've blown off the diet and exercise for the last week.The accident has been the kind of stupid small blow that for unknown reasons seems to have totally broke me.  I know I posted these sentiments on Monday, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5431138388759769918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5431138388759769918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5431138388759769918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5431138388759769918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/fitness-log-3.html' title='Fitness Log #3'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3569309834496935338</id><published>2009-07-01T16:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:32:50.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Total Freak Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Reaching Out to Strangers</title><summary type='text'>*that's my "I have a big ego" picture, and yes my bedroom is the same color as my blogI would be the first to acknowledge that things in my world run along on their own synchronistic paths, that to any outside observer would probably look like either complete chaos or eerily consistent coincidences.  Actually, I take that back... from my point of view that's what it looks like, so I can't imagine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3569309834496935338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3569309834496935338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3569309834496935338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3569309834496935338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/07/reaching-out-to-strangers.html' title='Reaching Out to Strangers'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SkvVJ5T574I/AAAAAAAAQHs/r-lQgDoLmxU/s72-c/DPP_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4956352405235535193</id><published>2009-06-30T16:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:14:49.093-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Giving Young Adult Cancer the Bird</title><summary type='text'>In case you haven't picked it up already, I'm not really a big fan of cancer, and don't really have any problem with being angry at it, or being disgruntled, or being a smart ass when it comes to dealing with it.  Its like all the rebelling I didn't do as a teenager was really just waiting for the opportunity to rage against the cancer machine, or something like that.  (Okay, if you met me, you'd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4956352405235535193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4956352405235535193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4956352405235535193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4956352405235535193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/giving-young-adult-cancer-bird.html' title='Giving Young Adult Cancer the Bird'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/Skp_X8KXQeI/AAAAAAAAQBY/EhQYY6w7igY/s72-c/bird.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7372512923063673686</id><published>2009-06-28T13:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:39:22.053-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car Accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Set-Backs'/><title type='text'>Car accident  and set-backs</title><summary type='text'>While trying to get some control over my life, I go through daily ups and downs.  One minute i'm super optimistic...the next I'm debbie downer.  But it generally seems at the end of the day, or at least by the end of the week I'm making it a little bit further ahead.  I referred to this in a comment I made on another blog as taking giant babysteps.  But right now, I feel like I am on the cusp of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7372512923063673686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7372512923063673686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7372512923063673686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7372512923063673686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/car-accident-and-set-backs.html' title='Car accident  and set-backs'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5982480813057899382</id><published>2009-06-26T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:53:49.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness Log#2</title><summary type='text'>So its been a week since the first log, so I figured its a good time to update on how things are going.The personal part:My weight is still about the same.  But I'm toning up all around.  Oddly enough, where i've noticeably dropped weight (besides the extra chin i was sporting for about 3 weeks around graduation, thank goodness that's gone), but its my back.  It's a weird thing to notice; I look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5982480813057899382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5982480813057899382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5982480813057899382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5982480813057899382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/fitness-log2.html' title='Fitness Log#2'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8932553627736015647</id><published>2009-06-24T20:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:46:15.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><title type='text'>Post-Interview debriefing</title><summary type='text'>I wasn't going to post again, but I had to.The interview was fantastic, really,... and all I want to do is go home, curl up in a ball, and cry.How f*kd up is that?There was a panel of 8 people.  It was kind of like a Chinese fire drill meets Monty Python's Spanish inquisition.  They questioned my travels, why I was interested in defense work, etc.  Poked fun at me for knowing the cops in the city</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8932553627736015647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8932553627736015647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8932553627736015647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8932553627736015647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-interview-debriefing.html' title='Post-Interview debriefing'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-1263866460398194055</id><published>2009-06-24T19:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:09:14.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advancement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detection'/><title type='text'>The Cancer Sniffer</title><summary type='text'>Not a big post today, but rather something I ran across, and thought I would share:Cancer SnifferThis just links to an article about the basics, but it gets the idea across.Basically a chemical nose can smell cancer cells, and can log the markers for later reference.  Does this mean an eventual end to biopsies???  Bloodwork???  How awesome would that be?!?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/1263866460398194055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=1263866460398194055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1263866460398194055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/1263866460398194055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancer-sniffer.html' title='The Cancer Sniffer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8871279417735750901</id><published>2009-06-23T18:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:32:40.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Strategizing for a job interview when you have cancer</title><summary type='text'>I'm taking a mini-break from my endless bar prep, to stress for tomorrow's upcoming event.  A job interview. I feel like this is one of the biggest areas where young adult cancer survivors are more or less totally screwed.  My doctor never gave me any advice or pamphlets on how to handle getting your first real job.  There are discrimination laws and things, but really, from a practical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8871279417735750901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8871279417735750901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8871279417735750901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8871279417735750901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/strategizing-for-job-interview-when-you.html' title='Strategizing for a job interview when you have cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5024277859738326411</id><published>2009-06-19T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:51:01.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Log'/><title type='text'>Fitness Log #1</title><summary type='text'>Fitness log?!?!  Wait?  What?! What happened to talking about the thyca?Well, it all sort of ties in together, and at the end of today's post, I'm thinking of issuing a challenge.  But first I need to talk in long, convoluted sentences until I actually hammer out the details in my head of what exactly I want that challenge to be.The basic role of the thyroid is this: control metabolism.  I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5024277859738326411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5024277859738326411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5024277859738326411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5024277859738326411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/fitness-log-1.html' title='Fitness Log #1'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-380384540437056924</id><published>2009-06-16T15:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:43:58.055-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><title type='text'>Would you like to take a survey?</title><summary type='text'>So I've been juggling around about 50 different ideas of things I would really like to blog about.  I think its kind of a side-effect of getting picked up by Wellsphere Health Blog Network, really getting into the different resources that are available out there for cancer survivors, and pure whole hearted effort to procrastinate and avoid studying.  Not to mention I'm trying to space out blog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/380384540437056924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=380384540437056924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/380384540437056924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/380384540437056924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-you-like-to-take-survey.html' title='Would you like to take a survey?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-851319499134775267</id><published>2009-06-15T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:38:55.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malpractice'/><title type='text'>Let's have a conversation about medical malpractice.</title><summary type='text'>Before I get into it, let me say the construction is near completion.  I require some colored pencils, and a bit more html coding, and it should be golden.  But all the links work.  I can't express how proud I am to have figured out how to do it all.But now on to today's topic.  The reason that it has come up for me is that my mom is having surgery today on her foot.  The first time she had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/851319499134775267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=851319499134775267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/851319499134775267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/851319499134775267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-have-conversation-about-medical.html' title='Let&apos;s have a conversation about medical malpractice.'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3719634911321737859</id><published>2009-06-11T21:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:32:20.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION</title><summary type='text'>Dear Everyone,The Blog is under a lot of construction right now.  Instead of studying for the bar exam, I'm learning html code, trying to throw on some static pages, putting up new links and badges, and I actually went through and spell checked things!  There's labels on all the posts, and a Cloud Label box now.  But beware... until you see a regular post from me, there may just be links to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3719634911321737859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3719634911321737859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3719634911321737859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3719634911321737859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-construction.html' title='UNDER CONSTRUCTION'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8243329172160426607</id><published>2009-06-08T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:12:34.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid Cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Esteem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Do I look funny?</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm having one of those really just bizarre days, but in a good way...  That is until I decided on today's post topic.  It all started when I was eating lunch, and suddenly, this fox walks up to me.  Now I don't live in the country.  I'm in the middle of Virginia Beach, on Regent University's campus, eating a sandwich in between my bar prep class and sitting in the library.  And then there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8243329172160426607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8243329172160426607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8243329172160426607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8243329172160426607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-i-look-funny.html' title='Do I look funny?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5970149168895657665</id><published>2009-05-29T20:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:30:23.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>a few things</title><summary type='text'>1.  I thought about last night's rant... and I think whats bothering me the most about my mom is that she's supposed to be the person that is there being the most supportive and understanding, and she isn't, and I don't have anyone else right now, especially b/c I moved away from my support network.2.  I finally got the call about the marble sized lump in my neck.  Apparently its just a normal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5970149168895657665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5970149168895657665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5970149168895657665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5970149168895657665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/few-things.html' title='a few things'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8645251827003322731</id><published>2009-05-28T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:29:52.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision Making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thyca and Fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dealing with Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control over Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Mine</title><summary type='text'>This is a rant... you can read if you want, but its mainly stuff i just needed to get off my chest, and is only the tip of an ice burg on a collision course.I've recently moved home, and have been dealing with a whole whirlwind of issues that come along with being home, generally revolving around my mother.  I love my mom, but she's a little much to handle, and there are things she just doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8645251827003322731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8645251827003322731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8645251827003322731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8645251827003322731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/mine.html' title='Mine'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7306039612055129970</id><published>2009-05-16T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:07:39.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultrasounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biopsies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necromancing Tissue'/><title type='text'>Turning Zombie</title><summary type='text'>To begin, let me say I have an unhealthy obsession w/ zombies... like we all should... zombies are fun.So they did the biopsy on my neck.  5 passes.  Used a topical anesthetic... which did absolutely nothing.  The doc also used a laptop for the ultrasound that was playing the lord of the rings soundtrack.  Had me watching the screen the whole time too... If you are a doctor, always ask to see if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7306039612055129970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7306039612055129970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7306039612055129970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7306039612055129970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/turning-zombie.html' title='Turning Zombie'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SjK06dswvSI/AAAAAAAAN7Y/DwzbEDSxezI/s72-c/DSCF5350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5876391612705628288</id><published>2009-05-13T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:26:32.081-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultrasounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biopsies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><title type='text'>B/c things never go quite as planned...</title><summary type='text'>After taking about 20 pictures of the one new lymph node, the radiologist sent me home.  I think its b/c it was after 5 and they wanted to go home... only to tell my doctor that this new node appeared to be cancer, so now i go get it biopsed tomorrow morning.  My conclusion:  ALWAYS make sure your doctor asks for both an ultrasound and FNA (fine needle aspiration aka a biopsy).I graduate from law</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5876391612705628288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5876391612705628288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5876391612705628288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5876391612705628288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/bc-things-never-go-quite-as-planned.html' title='B/c things never go quite as planned...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7783073815893103269</id><published>2009-05-09T02:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:25:18.055-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultrasounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol Treatment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><title type='text'>What I forgot...</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting another ultrasound on Monday at 5pm.  They have instructions to check out the lump behind my ear.   I'm not sure what is worse, it being a tumor they can take out or kill w/ alcohol, or just another swollen lymph node... When I say its pressing on a pressure point... it really is; and it causes a lot of throbbing pain, all the time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7783073815893103269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7783073815893103269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7783073815893103269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7783073815893103269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-forgot.html' title='What I forgot...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4894320135084736005</id><published>2009-05-09T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:24:43.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Cancer Markers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>How much have you wanted to make things about you?</title><summary type='text'>First, let me apologize to people w/ questions, that i haven't gotten back to immediately.  I just, this morning, finished my last ever law school exam.  My brain is totally fried.  And really, emotionally, I am completely spent.  I needed a hug tonight, but couldn't ask for it.  It wasn't for being done w/ law school... though, in a lot of ways i've been in shock about that.  The hug need ties </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4894320135084736005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4894320135084736005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4894320135084736005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4894320135084736005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-much-have-you-wanted-to-make-things.html' title='How much have you wanted to make things about you?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6906048571429348022</id><published>2009-04-26T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:22:30.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Low Iodine Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Support'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><summary type='text'>A lot of things have been going around lately about the importance of friends and social circles for getting over cancer.  I'm sort of piggybacking off of these things, mainly because they are timely.Since 2005, I've gone into each spring on my low iodine diet, hypo, and then radiated.  I'm pretty open with the fact that I have cancer... but at the same time, I don't like the attention... or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6906048571429348022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6906048571429348022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6906048571429348022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6906048571429348022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8701615359756127528</id><published>2009-04-23T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:21:20.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Comics'/><title type='text'>PHD Cancer Comic</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8701615359756127528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8701615359756127528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8701615359756127528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8701615359756127528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/phd-cancer-comic.html' title='PHD Cancer Comic'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/SfDJl6awvXI/AAAAAAAAK0o/oxw7LAn8auI/s72-c/phd042009s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7139429939781976766</id><published>2009-04-17T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:58:59.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Planet'/><title type='text'>What do you remember?</title><summary type='text'>It is a little known fact that I don't remember the summer after my first year of law school.  This isn't much of an exaggeration.  The year after my thyroidectomy, I had a neck dissection, and I can't tell you what I did.The first time I experienced issues with my memory and thought process in general was a week after my thyroid came out.  Being me, I only took a week off from school... I mean, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7139429939781976766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7139429939781976766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7139429939781976766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7139429939781976766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-remember.html' title='What do you remember?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6802721592095935606</id><published>2009-04-15T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:58:19.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><title type='text'>Nothing to do with Cancer</title><summary type='text'>This post has absolutely nothing to do with cancer, its a part of something else I have been working on, and I feel a need to share it everywhere!This year I have been participating in a Street Law and Human Rights Education project.  It was run as an independent study course.  Basically, we go out and teach kids about their human rights.  I, along with two of my classmates, was working in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6802721592095935606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6802721592095935606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6802721592095935606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6802721592095935606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-to-do-with-cancer.html' title='Nothing to do with Cancer'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-4249249628617135625</id><published>2009-04-13T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:58:00.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving On'/><title type='text'>Where everybody knows your name...</title><summary type='text'>I'm moving away from Pittsburgh in about 35 days.  This means a lot of saying goodbye to a lot of things.  I've been living up here for 8 years... that means the entire time that I've been sick, I've lived here.  All my doctors are here.  I actually know how to navigate the hospitals.  And everyone knows me.There is a large part of me that is going to miss this.  I've already talked about how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/4249249628617135625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=4249249628617135625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4249249628617135625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/4249249628617135625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-everybody-knows-your-name.html' title='Where everybody knows your name...'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6407712721263135508</id><published>2009-04-12T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:56:59.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Waiting Room'/><title type='text'>Faith</title><summary type='text'>My fish died today.  It's Easter Sunday... which, as usual, I've spend alone.  And the beta fish, whose name is Fish, that I have had since August of 2007.  So he's lived a fairly long life, but then just... died. There are a lot of eerie things tied to this, that aren't at all relevant to this blog.  But then I've sat here all day, watching Turner Classic Movies and all the Easter stories, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6407712721263135508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6407712721263135508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6407712721263135508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6407712721263135508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-2623861075598389699</id><published>2009-04-09T22:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:56:24.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control over Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality of Life?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Something I wrote back in 2007 that I randomly found on my hardrive</title><summary type='text'>So I found the below ranting on my hard drive... amazing how the same feelings keep popping up again and again over the years.Sometimes things just suck more than anyone can possibly begin to imagine.  I ask you if you know what it is like to have every inch of your body and soul ache as if at any moment it will just give out from the wear and tear.  When emotions and experience hurt physically.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/2623861075598389699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=2623861075598389699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2623861075598389699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2623861075598389699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-i-wrote-back-in-2007-that-i.html' title='Something I wrote back in 2007 that I randomly found on my hardrive'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-6327074945351911416</id><published>2009-04-09T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:54:40.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision Making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dealing with Family'/><title type='text'>Who makes your decisions?</title><summary type='text'>For as much growing up as you are forced to do with cancer, have you ever found that you lose your independence?  Your privacy?  Your ability to make your own decisions?This has become overwhelmingly apparent to me as I'm currently trying to choose my current life course.  I'm graduating in a little over a month.  I'm taking the Bar exam in Virginia, which means moving home to study and until I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/6327074945351911416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=6327074945351911416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6327074945351911416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/6327074945351911416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-makes-your-decisions.html' title='Who makes your decisions?'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5036698278321454837</id><published>2009-04-08T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:52:39.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><title type='text'>"I think I'm paranoid..." -Garbage</title><summary type='text'>I think this is a side-effect of being told every single year that I have cancer still, usually after being told things are looking good.  I’ve made very forced effort not to feel my neck anymore because inevitably, there is something always there to bother me.  Actually this is incredibly true as I have a lymph node chain on the left side of my neck, just behind, and running parallel to my scar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5036698278321454837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5036698278321454837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5036698278321454837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5036698278321454837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-im-paranoid-garbage.html' title='&quot;I think I&apos;m paranoid...&quot; -Garbage'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-535918262274146248</id><published>2009-04-05T03:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:51:16.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing with Strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advocacy'/><title type='text'>Obsession</title><summary type='text'>After four years of cancer, this is my first year where I'm going into finals week without prepping at the same time for radiation.  In a lot of ways, this is the "healthiest" that I have been in four years.  But yet for some strange and unknown reason, I've recently become obsessed with all things cancer related.  I'm reading a lot of other people's blogs; actually this is a new thing in general</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/535918262274146248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=535918262274146248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/535918262274146248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/535918262274146248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-739219253987307586</id><published>2009-03-05T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:49:41.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Total Freak Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloodwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergic Reactions to MRI Dye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength'/><title type='text'>hahahahahahaahaha</title><summary type='text'>Laughter... thats about where I'm at right now.... sickly twisted, demented laughter.This post was going to be about how last night i finally cried.  Not a good hard cry... but i cried all the same... and all due to the fact that i looked down at my left forearm and there was a bruise that stretches three inches long and is about an inch wide... and it just maid me wail.But then there was today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/739219253987307586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=739219253987307586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/739219253987307586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/739219253987307586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahahahahaahaha.html' title='hahahahahahaahaha'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3128799992350921578</id><published>2009-03-03T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:48:09.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recklessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRI'/><title type='text'>A certian level of reckless</title><summary type='text'>I have to say w/ being sick, there comes about a certain level of reckless.  There's a certain need to feel a certain high, freedom, be whatever it is, its there.  Mind you I don't do drugs, so there's no direct route for me in trying to get this release, so it comes down to a certain amount of... recklessness.  I like to drink, eat stupidly, jump off or out of things, i like to randomly hook up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3128799992350921578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3128799992350921578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3128799992350921578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3128799992350921578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/03/certian-level-of-reckless.html' title='A certian level of reckless'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-2148601615055285766</id><published>2009-02-16T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:46:55.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Cancer Markers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancerverserie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nodules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurrence'/><title type='text'>Worst Day of the Year</title><summary type='text'>Whoever invented February 16 ought to just be shot.  Its just a bad, crappy, awful day.  And this year has lived up to its full potential with flying colors.In a nut shell, my cancer markers are positive and there is a new nodule in my thyroid bed that wasn't there before, but is unfortunately too small to biops, so i'll be doing an MRI in March.This never ends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/2148601615055285766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=2148601615055285766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2148601615055285766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/2148601615055285766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-day-of-year.html' title='Worst Day of the Year'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-9019469300346783689</id><published>2009-02-08T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:46:00.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloodwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thyrogen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypnosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medication Levels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultrasounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Check-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side-effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Human pin cushion</title><summary type='text'>As per usual... I'm waiting and I'm scarred.  It's my favorite week of February.  The week where i get poked and prodded, and find out if I'm still cancer free.  I've decided that needles fuck with me.  I don't really mind them so much, I'm fine with the physical part of being poked.  But what sucks is that I'm not so great about thinking about it.  It started Friday; blood work for a pregnancy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/9019469300346783689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=9019469300346783689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/9019469300346783689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/9019469300346783689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/02/human-pin-cushion.html' title='Human pin cushion'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-8505617944600461448</id><published>2009-01-13T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:40:59.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tear Ducts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><title type='text'>My nose is empty</title><summary type='text'>So today was.... weird, and probably one of the most disturbing experiences i have had yet.I guess I should rewind a bit.  The surgery happened, it went well.  The pain, not so bad, sort of felt like a bad sinus infection or a mild migraine.The scar, excellent... it healed super nice, you can't even see that anything is there really... unless you are me, and sit up real close to the mirror </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/8505617944600461448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=8505617944600461448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8505617944600461448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/8505617944600461448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-nose-is-empty.html' title='My nose is empty'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-135251586896452421</id><published>2008-12-10T01:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:38:55.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Total Freak Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><summary type='text'>I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M LETTING SOMEONE CUT MY FACE IN A FEW SHORT HOURS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/135251586896452421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=135251586896452421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/135251586896452421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/135251586896452421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-3934771174790734421</id><published>2008-12-06T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:38:35.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tear Ducts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fixing Side-Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxieties'/><title type='text'>Preemptive fear</title><summary type='text'>So my eye surgery is going to be on Wednesday.  And what I wouldn't tell anyone around me is that as usual, it scares the begeebees out of me.  That's right, 3 surgeries in 4 years and they still scare the begeebees out of me.  First there's the superficial fears about how the surgery will go.  What if it doesn't work?   What if I'm stuck in a state of teary eyes for the rest of my life?  What if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/3934771174790734421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=3934771174790734421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3934771174790734421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/3934771174790734421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2008/12/preemptive-fear.html' title='Preemptive fear'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-5103800719979243636</id><published>2008-11-09T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:36:22.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Low Iodine Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death by Lettuce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-131'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iodine Radiation'/><title type='text'>Some explanation</title><summary type='text'>So, imagine my surprise when my little blog I created, pretty much just to vent suddenly has over 100  hits and people that keep coming back.  I've even gotten a few messages from some of you out there, and it occurred to me that if I actually have readers, maybe I should write a little bit more, and a little more coherently, than in just those moments where I need to vent.  To all of you out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/5103800719979243636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=5103800719979243636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5103800719979243636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/5103800719979243636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-imagine-my-surprise-when-my-little.html' title='Some explanation'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616583288754802000.post-7085888364501279869</id><published>2008-10-28T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:34:59.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tear Ducts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery addicts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-131'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Side Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fixing Side-Effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radioactive Iodine'/><title type='text'>Some people live under the gun, i live under the knife</title><summary type='text'>There's a problem that runs in my family.  People have a tendency to like to be sick, or a need to go into surgery, or something like that.  I read up on this a while back ago... about how a lot of people feel the need for surgery as a way of getting attention, sympathy, etc.  I didn't even tell most of my friends i was getting surgery.  The story goes, my parents came home while i was in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/feeds/7085888364501279869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616583288754802000&amp;postID=7085888364501279869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7085888364501279869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616583288754802000/posts/default/7085888364501279869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathbylettuce.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-people-live-under-gun-i-live-under.html' title='Some people live under the gun, i live under the knife'/><author><name>robs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6RPrrKB5ZG0/TD_ECRUsOZI/AAAAAAAAdxA/cNeZMs6bq4Y/S220/Large-15265_35819C00-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
