Tuesday, December 8, 2009
chemo 11 update
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Positively Fourth Street is just about right
You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning
You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it
You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it
And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem
I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you
Thursday, November 5, 2009
exhale
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Lockup: Raw

ah yes. the halfway point. six of twelve scheduled chemotherapy infusions have been completed and, as per the usual unwinding of my life, i find myself at times completely overwhelmed with fear of death and failure, and at times incandescently happy and forgetful of mortality. This post is to celebrate the ever-growing number of moments i am spending in the latter.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
exceptions to the rules
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Why Pamper Life's Complexity When the Leather Runs Smooth on the Passenger Seat?

I took a break from chemo and pushed everything back by one week so I could go out with my buddies to Shenandoah (pics to come later on today or tomorrow). We arrived around noonish? to Loft Mountain and all the campsites were full! We had two cars full of beer, veggie burgers, copious chips and dips, tents, sleeping pads, etc. all roughly packed with the assumption that we would be parking about 50 feet from where we were sleeping. Alas, Plan B: I was incredibly impressed with Jake's nonchalance to the point where if any part of me had even an inkling of "what are we gonna do now" it disappeared when he pulled over, sauntered over to the driver's side of Saif's car and said "so, let's just keep driving up to the campsite and see what happens, and if not we can just do backcountry." I was quite satisfied with that attitude and went back to loving the sunshine and breeze in the convertible.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
chemo update 4. no frills edition.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
this post is probably only interesting to social workers...

Yesterday I listened to a short web training about interviewing traumatized clients... it started me on a big kick of continuing education... I have been a real life licensed social worker for a while now and it hasn't quite hit me yet that I am doing some real clinical case management! I have an MSW student coming in the Fall, so I am going to spend the next three to four weeks doing some intensive study into trauma theory, crisis intervention, and our preferred MOI 'solution-focused brief therapy'
for my grand social work overhaul of my program, i am going to re-institute eco-maps, process recordings, and all my favorite stuff from grad school! it's gonna be a party!
mmmm.... eco-maps.....
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
My family likes it the old-fashioned way, but here's a repost

Friday, August 7, 2009
Chemo Update #3
Hey all!
Monday, July 27, 2009
almost non-cancery update
Well, there's no reason this blog has to be all about cancer, right? Why not just keep you updated with regular stuff, too...believe it or not there's a whole lot of other stuff going on in my mind at any given time...like this awesome surfing art film, for example, that I came across the other day. I like the photos and the music (includes bonnie prince billy! yay!), and it makes me want to be at the beach again (real bad!)
Tonight I am going out with Grace to see 500 Days of Summer and indulge her crush on JGL, and my girl-crush on Zooey Deschanel... should be a great distracting end to a weird day (I mean, really weird).
Last night Saif and I went to Takoma Park (aka the People's Republic Of...) and had delicious vegan dinner at Mark's and ice cream across the street (though I got real ice cream coz it seemed just so much more delicious...). I told him next time he's in Brooklyn he should go to Penny Licks! They have really good vegan cookie dough ice cream that I tried when I was there last month.
Friday, July 24, 2009
OKAY the return of the blog...and the cancer story
Here is the rundown:
In April 2009 I was having some pretty bad back pain that came and went and I assumed was a pinched nerve from sleeping funny. At the end of the month I went camping with my friends and jokingly mentioned this "weird bump" on my neck. My dear friend Saif suggested it might be an infection since it's my lymph node, and that I should go to the doc for a checkup. I did. The next week I had a referral to an ENT, Dr. Houtan Chaboki at GWU Medical Faculty Associates. He did a thorough job of going through all the possibilities (antibiotics, ultrasound, and finally, fine needle aspiration (that hurt!)). The initial results came in and "suggested Hodgkin's Lymphoma" so he referred me to Dr. Sedaghi, also an ENT there, but one who specialized in surgery like I would need to have an open biopsy (that is, to remove a whole lymph node for examination. Dr. Sedaghi called me on June 10th and said, yes, it is Hodgkin's Lymphoma and he referred me to Dr. Imad Tabbara at the GWU Cancer Center in the same building. The after-effects of the open biopsy were a scar on my clavicle area and a little bit of nerve damage right in that spot.
I met with Dr. Tabbara, who was very kind and patient, and he told me that the first thing to be done is to "stage" the disease and see how far it has spread. This includes a bone marrow biopsy, which was awful, don't let them tell you it isn't, hello! they are sticking a needle into your bone and digging stuff out. For real. The next thing they do is a PET/CT scan, which involves injecting you with a radioactive isotope and making you drink some nasty barium fluid in a room all by yourself for an hour, then lying still for 45 minutes or so in a tiny tube while they scan your body. I did both of these tests pretty much by myself, though Saif was waiting for me in the waiting room when i finished the pet/ct which was a huge relief.
Results from the tests came back on my 27th birthday, June 29th (some birthday present!!). The cancer was quite widespread throughout my chest and neck, and under my left arm, and surprisingly had metastasized to a spot on my T1 vertebrae. This spreading made my cancer Stage 4A (my only symptoms were the back pain from that tumor, no night sweats or fevers, which would have made it stage 4b). 4 because it had made its way to this other system (my bone). Luckily, somehow the bone marrow itself was clean so my chances were still pretty decent. The 10 year survival rate for my kind and stage of cancer is 80-85%. I will not lie and say I am happy with that, because there are times when I cry and wish that it could be somewhere closer to 99% --- this isn't some kind of infection, it's a cancer that apparently has magical spreading abilities and may have been growing for months and months. I also have these skin cancer scares going back years that still haunt me. I guess even though the survival number is still quite, quite high, to me it's not as reassuring as it might be to most people. Nevertheless I am staying quite positive because i know that makes a big difference!
So, with these results, the doctor said my treatment would be chemotherapy (ABVD- adriamycin, bleomycin, vinblastine, and dacarbazine) for six months. I go in every other week for the IV infusion of these drugs (plus some "premedications" which include anti nausea medication and a steroid to help my body take in the medicine). In order to save my veins, I opted to get a port implanted in my chest. This is a great little device that is surgically implanted at the hospital (under conscious sedation, meaning sleeping medicine, it was awesome- and Saif was also with me at the hospital for this procedure which calmed me down A LOT). It goes under your skin and there are two incisions, one small one and one bigger, gnarlier one. It took about two to three weeks for my scars to look tolerable and the bandages to be removed, but there really wasn't much pain, only a bit sore to the touch for a week or so. It was implanted on a tuesday and i had the first chemo infusion, without any complications, on that thursday. Oh, I forgot to mention the week before I had to have an EKG (normal) and a Pulmonary Function Test (where they make you inhale poisonous gases, for real!) which also came out "OK." and my blood was also "OK" though slightly anemic and i need to take a multivitamin.
The chemo infusion went well, everything as expected, and the nurses at the GW Cancer Center are amazing and kind. The facility is very, very comfortable and they have juice and crackers and magazines and laptops, etc. and you can also bring your own stuff (DVD players, food, etc.). They let you do whatever you feel like doing, and you can go to the bathroom as much as you want because the iv poles are portable and the bathroom is huge. haha. I just thought that was cool. I never feel like a super sick person. In fact, the second time around I wasn't even paying attention to what was going on with the iv's and the nurse coming around to put the next drug in... I was watching a documentary and eating a sandwich!
The day after each infusion I go in to get a shot called Neulasta. This drug prevents my white blood count from going down too far (which would delay my treatment), but unfortunately it causes some painful side effects, including flu-like soreness in my head, neck, and back. and BONE PAIN, like arthritis. The bone marrow expands with this shot, and that hurts. Who would have guessed? Thankfully, tylenol helps in this area. Regarding side effects from the chemo, yes, I feel quite tired usually two days after the infusion (so getting infusion on Thursday, I can work at least a half day on friday, and be home living quietly on Saturday and Sunday, then back to work on Monday). The nausea is almost completely controlled by a prescription called Emend which I take the two days after infusion, though my tummy and head feel slightly off-- my only point of reference is a mild hangover. My hair is coming out a little bit more after yesterday's second infusion (the doctor said to expect it around this time), and I already have a beautiful, natural looking wig that is ready to be fitted when it's time to buzz the hair.
So many of you have asked if there is anything you can do, and I thank you for that! For my DC friends, just trying to keep my life as normal as possible when I am having good days (e.g., hanging out, going to dinner/movies, events, etc.). And when I am having bad days, it means a lot for you to ask if you can bring me anything (even though i am so type A that i probably have prepared whatever I might need, hahah)... you never know when I might REALLY NEED a baked potato.
For my out of town friends who are within visiting distance, feel free to discuss visiting! I am so excited to have you, on good weekends we can do fun stuff, but if you come on a treatment weekend, we can watch movies and play games and try to go for a walk...
For my far away family and friends, just take comfort in knowing that I have made a great network of friends and colleagues here who have all stepped up to be my surrogate family. And everyone write me letters. You have no idea how much snail mail rocks my world. I cry every time i get mail because it's so special! 3165 18th Street NW Washington, DC 20010
The only thing I am scared about is that this treatment is a long-term thing. It is six months long at the very least, and if there is a relapse or any complications, could be longer. I want you to pace yourselves! I will need you just as much in November as I do now, so please don't overdo it now and burn out. I am really tough, and self-sufficient, so you don't need to bend over backwards now, and don't go into crisis mode unless I tell you to! LOL!! I promise to always be honest and tell you if you can help, and if you can't.
I am planning to keep this blog updated so people can follow along...
LOVE!!!
Tiffany
Thursday, January 22, 2009
cello song

Today this lovely Nick Drake tune, "Cello Song," came on right as sun hit steel over the Potomac and I was staring out the window of the train. This is a song that allows motion to be felt, one that actually evokes wooden wheels turning and pressing into the earth, rolling by strange, exotic landscapes. I had a vision of the train thrusting forward at the dead end of the tracks, and just flying. I thought of it flying over the river and landing a centimeter above the marshy muckwater and sliding over it, gently sinking in bit by bit while still pushing ahead. I imagined the train's passengers: painted women and siamese twins and men on unicycles, all in black and white against a dusty indigo sky, climbing out of the windows and helping each other to the top of the train as it kept flying and sinking. One of the painted women grabbed the hub of a unicycle and wrapped her long yellow and turquoise fingers around the silver spokes as two men braced themselves against a steampipe and pulled her up to the top. All the passengers were sitting crossed-legged and leaning on each others' backs and someone was playing the cello and someone was tapping the top of the steel train to keep the rhythm and then suddenly the backdrop turned to a blood orange as the sun fell from the sky and black smoke from the crushed and drowned engine started to creep up and wrap itself seductively around the passengers who continued to play and sink. And life in their peripheral visions started turning into newspaper illustration and the trees on the river bank lost all their colors and leaves and turned to black sketches on gray paper and soon the ground followed and turned to coal, and the muckwater dried up and turned to ash, and the wooden wheels halted and froze, and suddenly the train itself was a hollow illustration and the passengers couldn't move as they saw each other's fingers, lips, and necks turning into black sketches on gray paper until the scene was still and the good Americans on the morning commute could see it in the paper.
Cello Song - Nick Drake
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
hydraulic fracturing is SCARY
My favorite (sickest) part:
KAPPELL: How are you going to dispose of that water and how are you going to treat that water so you can properly dispose of it with out despoiling the water resources of New York State?
REPORTER: The US Department of Energy considers the waste water that is produced in gas drilling some of the most toxic of all industrial byproducts. Kappell is particularly concerned about the chemicals used – he doesn’t even know what they are.
KAPPELL: Nothing. They’re proprietary; they’re particular to the company. They don’t have to divulge it.
REPORTER: But in sworn testimony before congress last fall, environmental health analyst Dr. Theo Colburn – an opponent of drilling -- said she was able to obtain a list of one fracking formula to be used in Colorado drilling. She says there were 171 substances on the list, and that 92 percent had health effects ranging from sinus irritation to reproductive organ damage.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
poverty and its discontents
Sunday, June 15, 2008
his name is charlie marlow

Aside from being a really nice sounding name with a good tempo, Charlie Marlow was a natural fit for my precious little mess of a bicycle. Marlow looked into the visage of utter savagery (Kurtz) and understood fully, but chose not to cross, as my little bike was also looking into the the visage of utter savagery (Craigslist) before I soothed him with illusions of civility by getting him a new fork, handlebars, and brake calipers. We both know that savage existence is true and real, but a civil one is much easier for all in involved.
See this wikipedia article if you haven't read Heart of Darkness. Then go read it.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
REM!!!
My amazing, awesome roommate got me a VIP pass (ahem, that means front row in a separated pen and everything) to see REM perform live on the Today Show this morning. In a word, this was RAD!!!!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
dinner parties at ainslie street


Monday, March 24, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
fun with video
Tax Credits Are More Socially Acceptable
Now, of course, I am all for increasing (and advertising) tax credits for low-income women!, but as an enraptured member of the audience when this was announced, I have to admit that I was somewhat disappointed by the punchline: he acknowledged that a barrier to women staying in the workforce is the lack of affordable childcare. I naturally expected him to announce an increase in funding for subsidized childcare, or even an ad-campaign to help qualified women learn where to go to get it. But, the big news, which warranted an appearance by the model Iman, was an ad campaign for a $1733 (total!) tax credit that is estimated to aid less than 50, 000 families (the income limit is $30, 000 and the children have to be under 4).
The childcare subsidy's financial eligibility guidelines, on the other hand, serve families earning between $37, 000-$62,000 and allow them to pay substantially reduced copays (as little as $3/wk) for quality, regulated childcare.
Considering that the cost of childcare in NYC can be as much or more as rent (we are talking $800-$1400 per month!), any direct assistance will make a difference. A subsidy is the more effective way to ensure that women can retain employment month-to-month, not a once-a-year tax credit that may or may not get refunded in time to make a difference.
Again, I will take what I can get (as always!), but let's get real here: if the city is serious about targeting services to allow low-income women with children to maintain employment by securing access to childcare, they should put that money into subsidies.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Poverty Measurement Bullshit
Regarding This Article in the New York Times on December 30, 2007
People working in the social service system in NYC, particularly those people like myself who work in the precarious crosshatch of "access to public benefits" and "career development for higher wages," understand that the current measure of poverty is not only outdated, but completely inappropriate for NYC. I knew about the mayor's plan a few months ago, through the inner circle of nonprofit buzz, but I was still happy to see it in the front page of the Metro section this morning.
The object of my frustration, aside from the ridiculously long time it has taken for the politicos in NYC to realize how wrong the Orshansky measure is for NYC, is the logic behind the objection to changing the method. Simply put by the journalist "skeptics predict [the new formula] is certain to conclude there are more poor here than previously counted...[which] could be met with opposition..."
So, in other words, we should all be living in denial.
The journalist interviewed Douglas Besharov of the American Enterprise Institute, who is, apparently, "watching the New York experiment intently and not without some cynicism that the city will come up with a far too generous formula."
I would like Mr. Besharov and others who think that setting a threshold of $17, 600 for a family of 3 is generous enough. I would like him to pay rent in Brooklyn, say, which averages out at about $12-$14K per year, and use the remaining $400-$500/month to pay for food, childcare, healthcare, clothing, cleaning supplies, transportation, telephone for three people.
Bare bones costs of living in NYC is about $40K more than this level per year, and doesn't even include buying birthday presents, paying for a cell phone, or enjoying cable TV, three things that I am sure Besharov and other "skeptics" have no trouble affording.





