How to Counter the Side Effects of Chemo

By Patricia Prijatel on July 29th, 2010 Categories: Treatment & Side Effects

Toward the end of my chemo treatment, my husband and I decided to celebrate my progress (any excuse for a celebration), so we went to eat at Red Lobster. Their cheese biscuits are one of my favorite parts of a meal there. This time, though, the biscuits tasted like lard. No cheese, no yummy bread taste. Just lard.

Such were the wonders of chemo that …

Recipe: Garlic Scape-Kale Pesto

By Diana Dyer, MS, RD on July 27th, 2010 Categories: Day-to-Day Matters Here is it - finally - the recipe and photos for my Garlic Scape-Kale Pesto recipe. We are still using what this recipe made earlier in the week; tonight I added a teaspoon to each serving of my stand-by red lentil soup along with serving more pasta tossed with the garlic scape-kale pesto (hard to get enough of that!) and some chopped red peppers from the freezer.

Welcome to the Breastcancer.org Blog!

By Michele McLaughlin Zwiebel on July 20th, 2010 Categories: Inside Breastcancer.org

Thanks for dropping by and checking out our blog! We, at Breastcancer.org (or BCO, as we affectionately refer to ourselves) are thrilled to finally be a part of the blogosphere!

So, you may ask, why does a nonprofit organization like BCO have a blog? There are a few reasons:

1. We want you, our visitors, to get to know us better. We are staffed by a

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My Belated Breast Cancer Anger

By Patricia Prijatel on July 19th, 2010 Categories: The Breast Cancer Journey

My acupuncturist told me today that I am tense. “What have you got to be tense about?” she teased. I immediately blamed the two articles I have due in the next week, plus the book I am writing.

But that did not ring true. I have spent my life fighting deadlines. Why would they start bothering me now?

Then, she said, “I think beneath this …

What Does It Mean to Be a Caregiver?

By Marc Silver on July 18th, 2010 Categories: The Breast Cancer Journey

The other day, I came across a poll that said many cancer caregivers don’t think of themselves as caregivers. I sure didn’t when my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer. The word caregiver sounds clinical and detached. It makes me think of a white-clad attendant, offering tea and pills to a bedbound patient. That surely wasn’t me. And my wife was far from helpless. In …