If you're anxious about being in the tube ask the technician to talk to you between scans. Some scans are as short as 15 minutes while others can be as long as an hour and a half. I feel better when know what to expect. Also, they can hear you talking while they use the intercom.

Maybe I'm projecting a considerable amount of self-confidence that asks, “That's right—I know who I am. Do you?”

Being treated like a patient by my friends or family. It's OK, I really can fetch my own glass of water. I don't need help standing up. I can bend and pick up that thing I just dropped. I can walk up the stairs without assistance. Things I do want help with: walking in the dark without my glasses and going down stairs.

I refuse to edit what I say on this blog in order to get “sympathy money” from people, and if this pisses you off, unsubscribe from the The Liz Army email list and stop reading this blog. Because fuck you.

Just to be clear, a large chunk of my weight loss is due to the following factors.

I always heard we use just 10% of our brain. Now that my brain has a missing chunk it appears my brain willl take advantage of the neurons I didn't use before. I have a feeling that by the end of all this my brain will be more efficient than ever.

HMOs have a bad rap and I'm setting the record straight. Here's why I chose Kaiser Permanente for my medical needs at age 25… and at age 29, here's why I know Kaiser was the best decision I ever made.

I didn't think too much about driving until early March, when I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to have my independence back. Who wouldn't feel this way? I'm surprised I lasted this long.

Chemotherapy week was not so bad. I experienced mild nausea Monday through Thursday, but life sucked Friday and Saturday, and I was still nauseated on Sunday.