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If you’re going to steal my identity, you have to take it cancer and all. My credit card number was filched more than once most likely by someone using a device called a skimmer, which zaps … more
My boyfriend in ’77 played lead guitar in The Rousers; an original rockabilly band that was extremely popular on the NYC club circuit. They played everywhere including CBGB’s, The Ritz, … more
Can we talk? I’ll be delicate. One of the side effects of chemo, shall we say, is a blockage of the lower hemisphere.   After my first infusion, back-door movements (the kind we … more
Why do they call it the Emergency Room? I think a better name would be Extreme Waiting Room. Yes folks, I visited the ER in two hospitals this weekend. First, at Garnet Health in Callicoon where a … more
Dear Readers and Friends: After my oncologist visit the other day, my mom offered the following story: Mom: You remember my friend the doctor’s wife? Me: Yes Mom: Well she … more
While in NYC (getting treated for cancer), I suddenly craved a massage. A google search turned up Anna and Lucy; Reflexologists located only a few blocks away. I walked into a very narrow basement … more
Hope. I consider the word deeply as I settle once more into NYC for another week of treatment. According to Emily Dickinson, it’s “the thing with feathers that perches on the soul” … more
I feel stressed so I google acupuncture on Manhattan’s Upper West Side and find three places. Typically, I go to the nearest place. However, something tells me to look at the reviews. It … more
New York, with your sweltering heat and big boy cockroach there to greet me, yeah, the one I had to juice under my foot. You’re not going to get to me. Just stop it with your man on the corner. … more
It’s hot out and the power just went out. My plans for tomorrow are dashed. I need to do laundry before I head out of town for my treatments. Okay, I’ll go to the laundromat. It’s … more
Last night I held my head in my hands agonizing over, “decisions, decisions, decisions” because that’s what every cancer patient is faced with; where to go, what doctor to work … more
We all know that Sheena was a punk rocker. Well, some of us do. The point is; so was I. To prove said point, the Ramone’s song, Sweet Little Ramona, was written about me. I had worked with the … more
“Our company has been retained to mediate on a serious matter under your name and social security number,” says a voice on my answering machine. I think ya’ll know by now that I … more
‘Ronno’ was the nickname of David Bowie’s lead guitarist, Mick Ronson, a small but tightly muscled mousy-haired fellow who eventually had to bleach his hair and wear make-up to stay … more
When you’re two years-old, you only want to grow bigger; become older. By the time you hit three, you’re so proud of your age, you hold up fingers (not always the right amount) to show … more
Even though I knew nothing about love at age twelve, my new Easter shoes seemed to know everything. Cadmium yellow square-toed patent leather numbers with a fat buckle; the envy of any pilgrim. They … more
My husband, Andre, and I visit my mom for her ninetieth birthday. She makes a point of saying she isn’t ninety yet because we’re ahead of her special day by about two weeks. We duly make … more
One day I woke up with the crazy idea of writing a letter to a ‘frenemy.’ We all have frenemies, people we’ve fallen out with and decided not to talk to anymore. My nutty idea was … more
Come spring bugs, birds and bikes emerge. I own workhorses from the ‘80’s. Solid steel; in many places rusted. I’ll call them ‘vintage bikes’ because it sounds better. … more
Probably the most dangerous thing anyone could tell someone like Ramona is that you can sneak into any rock concert at Madison Square Garden without paying for it…even when it’s sold … more
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