Meg Stafford has over 25 years experience as a clinical social worker, honing observations about people, and working in a variety of settings as large as Beth Israel, a Harvard Teaching Hospital, and as intimate as private practice. As a result of her training in Executive Coaching and Organizational Consulting, she delivers talks on such topics as Leading From Within, and Developing Emotional Intelligence. She has also been a columnist for several newspapers over the span of the last nearly thirty years.
Topic of Cancer; Riding the Waves of the Big C represents Stafford’s first foray into the book world. Meg chronicles correspondence with her Breasty Business team as she greets the challenges and quirky occurrences that surround the treatment of breast cancer. Join her as she meets Laser Lady and Plastic Guy while navigating the crosscurrents of the big C.
From the Book
I’m anticipating the Great Unwrap. I have an ace bandage that makes Mummy an appropriate title for Kate to call me. Inhaling is a luxury that I recall from my not too distant past. I’m imagining Duke holding one end, and then my doing a twirling dance move that will leave the bandage dangling from his arm in a spiral of beige. When will they make this stuff in pretty colors? I know that what I find underneath will be more swollen and bruised than the final answer, but it makes me gulp a little to consider it.
You know you’re deep into medical land when someone tells you that you have beautiful veins and you beam with pride…I no longer break into a sweat when I see them rip open the needle packet…Nice to know that she’s thinking about me from the inside; I’m not just a pretty arm.
(Between chemotherapy appointments,) we went to the Cape for a few days. The last time we went down, we noticed an illuminated road sign informing us:
PEED LIMIT 50 MPH
I wonder if you are aware of this charge to enforce the PEED limit, Rick, and exactly how do you enforce it? How does one acheive the PEED limit, anyway? I think it should be held up as an accomplishment, don’t you? I’m hoping that on this trip, either Rick has been relieved of his job, or that someone has seen fit to change the PEED limit, because after all, this is private business we’re talking about here. I know it has nothing to do with my breasty business, but it just tickles me so to think about it, I can keep quiet no longer.
People have said that I must be so relieved to have the last surgery done. I most definitely am, but the end of surgery just marked the opening of the window of readjustment to another bodily change that is not the result of normal aging. This business of readjustment takes a fair amount of energy. I am trying to refill the well as quickly as I can, but I cannot push it faster than it will go.