Hello my name is Lisa, it's nice to meet you.

So I started this blog. I have no idea what I am doing but I guess it is just about writing something that could potentially inspire someone else...hopefully but highly unlikely..lol. Last year I was diagnosed with Stage 2 Hodgkins Lymphoma. I cried. I laughed. I wanted to wake up. It was really happening. This fucking sucks ass!!! I had no idea what awaited me and I think that was the problem, the not knowing.

I am so in control of everything that I had to stop and then be controlled by something that was beyond me. WTF!!! Ok, so here were my options...

a. Live happily and take over this disease by my rules.
b. Wallow in self pity .

I opted for letter A. I cut 2ft of hair off and sport a shaved head with class and finesse..lol..I finished my 12 chemo treatments and am now waiting to start radiation. Life is getting back to where its suppose to be. I look in the mirror and think, not too shabby you survived another week of this crap. I am suppose to be getting my results next week. Waiting sucks but I have to think that it should all be over soon.

My dad said that I should have started a diary when all of this happened, and I told him he was nuts. I did not want to reflect on pages of memories allowing me to relive those moments. In the end, here I am writing to whoever is reading this, assuming you are interested in the experience of one girl, about lymphoma cancer.

This was a pic of me 2 months before I was diagnosed.