My cancer saga started when I was diagnosed at 38 with Stage 3 Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. I have a twisted sense of humor and have tried to continue with laughter and optimism on my journey...

New Year. New Beginnings.

Episode CVI - I will begin again.


With all the craziness that surrounded the month of December, I was ready to let off some steam. I was not attempting to have a lets get all crazy, wild New Year's celebration... it was more like a relaxed, attempt a few drinks at home celebration. That and try to stay up until midnight!



Did someone say Margarita???


With the television on some standard New Year's countdown I began to drink a Margarita out of a Stewie power-tripped cup. You will bow to me! I am not sure if I should be proud or embarrassed at how my form of New Year's celebrating has changed over the years. I am officially showing my age or the fact that I am acting older than my age!!!



New Year's has changed even more recently. I am on so many medications I need to be careful when I drink. Besides the crazy hot flashes that alcohol creates... my nervous system is already a mess, adding alcohol makes it even more slow. Basically, alcohol makes me a personal form of entertainment for those around me. Ha ha!

After only one drink I looked like a full blown drunken mess... or the beginning stages of one. I was walking somewhere between tipsy and drunk. Then there was the hot flash... I was on fire! I looked like a red-faced drunk fool. However, I am not sure how this looks any different than me without alcohol.

After having to strip down to a tank top and apply a wet cool cloth to my face, I began to realize that drinking is not what it used to be. It seems that my days of alcohol, mischief, and mayhem might be limited to just mischief and mayhem. I can handle that!!!


Happy New Year!!!


I made it to midnight and so did my youngest. We celebrated and cheered and hugged! While I did not spend New Year's partying with the masses, I did spend it with the people who matter. And sometimes being at home can be the best party in the world.


... it's a brand New Year's Day


In my head...


As for my New Year's Resolutions... well, I do not make them. I could make a list of things I want to improve about myself, my life, and my future. However, I am just hoping for a better year than last year. A good, happy, healthy year. Maybe a few less doctor's appointments too!!!


“For last year's words belong to last year's language 
And next year's words await another voice.” 
- T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets


Episode Reference - New Year's Day, U2 song

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About Amy Brock

Amy Brock is a cancer fighter and survivor. Diagnosed with Infiltrating Breast Cancer at 38 she has gone through chemotherapy, radiation, surgery, hormone therapy, and other procedures since 2013. Post treatment she has been diagnosed with lymphedema, chemo-induced neuropathy and bone degeneration in her back, as well as other issues including dysphagia, bilateral hearing loss, and arthritis. From being completely healthy, to having a variety of issues, Amy began blogging about her experiences as a way to help others. Read more about finding humor in the craziness of cancer at her blog www.tatawarrior.com Amy is the mother of two children and has worked for various non-profit agencies. In addition, she is a fine artist creating works in multiple mediums which can be seen at www.amybrock.com

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