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    This year I’m
    doing something
    different than my
    usual tradition of
    pithy punch list of
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    wrap this series of
    entries up.
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    exactly two weeks
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    Monday morning I
    woke up early and
    decided that I
    wanted to do one
    more personal ritual
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    break down and pack
    up our yurt and load
    the truck and leave.
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    day with nothing
    pre-planned and
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    committed to do. The
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    Missing Out) so I
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    Because I had
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    enough sleep, I woke
    up reasonably early
    on Friday morning.
    Josh was still
    asleep, but I wanted
    to take advantage of
    the relative
    coolness of the
    morning and go do
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Year End Reflections: 2016 Version

Posted by: julia

Once again I am stealing some time away amidst the familiar familial hurly-burly that is our Stinson New Year’s tradition to do some reflection on the past year and record it for posterity. 2016 will definitely be a memorable year in my book, mostly for purely selfish and personal reasons (helloooo cancer! And also, goodbye!) but also because this past year has definitely felt like a turning point in history, especially with the election of Donald Trump and all the accompanying upheaval in American life. We are certainly living in some interesting times and I am doing my best to stay solid in my values and my determination to keep loving and creating and making the world a better place for everyone.

But before I get too far down the rabbit hole of predictions and solutions for what kind of looking glass country we seem to be dealing with, let me go back to the point of this post, which was to record and reflect on what happened to ME in the year just past (because after all this is my solipsistic storytelling space). With the able assistance of my calendar and my photo log, I ought to be able to at least remember the highlights in vaguely chronological order.

January started off quietly, which was definitely welcome after so much upheaval (cancer surgery and treatments, holiday hoo ha) in the previous months. For my birthday weekend Josh and I got all dressed up and went to the Edwardian Ball in SF for two nights with a bunch of friends and had a terrific time. A few days later we also went to see the Wood Brothers in concert but it turned out to be kind of a bummer show since the band was sick. The week after that I had my first chemo treatment, at which I did not have a terrific time but at least it turned out to be less horrible than I had so fearfully anticipated.


Julia's hat on the dash as we waited in the Exodus line

Monday we got up as early as we could and spent three or four hours striking and mooping our own camp area and loading up the van and the Uhaul with all our stuff. We said goodbye to all our remaining camp mates and then Mom, Josh and I caravanned together with Kathy and Anthony to the Exodus line. We were expecting it to take a long time to get out and at first we were happy and perky hanging out in line with our friends and other random folks around us, but after hours and hours and hours of that we got tired (like you do) and cranky. I spent time writing in my journal and listening to BMIR. We didn’t hit pavement until nearly 9pm, which meant that our traditional stop at the Black Bear Diner in Sparks was not going to work (they closed at 10). So we decided to go back to the GSR to get some food (casinos are open all night, after all) and maybe see some other Pinkies there. Once we got into cell range Mom called Dad and we called home and spent a nice long time (maybe an hour?) talking to our eldest (youngest had already gone to bed) about what had been going on for him in the first week of school, which was great.

We got to the GSR around 11 and changed clothes and wiped down in the restroom there and then promptly ran into Alex, Lionessa, MissyKat, Halcyon and Millie. We had a late dinner with Kathy and Anthony and Millie, and then eventually got back on the road around maybe 2am. We were all tired but especially Josh, who’d been driving most of the way. I took over from him for the last hour or so, and had to fight to stay awake, especially when we hit morning rush hour traffic around Vallejo. We got home just before 7am, and the kids were already up and about getting ready for school (though my poor Dad was asleep on the couch waiting for us to get home). It was so great to see the kids (and they were happy to see us too) but it was also great that they left to go to school and we could finally shower and fall into our own comfy bed for a couple hours.


All The Updates, All At Once

Posted by: julia

Tagged in: wrestle , solipsistic , reflect , record , memory , life , lessons , inspirational , identity work , cancer , Burning Man

Well well, it’s been a while, eh? Rest assured that the delay was not due to lack of things to report on, but as usual that there were too many distractions. Josh and I went on a trip to Ashland (yay Shakespeare!), the kids went back to school, and mostly what kept me away from the computer was the usual time-and-energy suck of getting ready for and then being at (and now recovering from) Burning Man. Anyway it is clearly time for some updates. Maybe not ALL the updates, as the title of this post seems to promise, but at least a bunch at once.

Patient Patient Update

So how has it been going for the patient patient, you might be wondering? Well, I’m happy to report that for the last few weeks I have no longer felt like a patient, (which is probably why I stopped updating so often). In fact, I am feeling pretty strong and healthy, all things considered, and almost entirely back to a normal-to-me level of activity. Actually, as of around mid-August (when I was approximately 6 weeks away from the reconstruction surgery), I was feeling like I was mostly recovered, at least as far as standing up straight and using/moving my body. (I was still dealing with somewhat lower energy levels, which mostly made me want to nap more often.) I went to a follow up visit with Dr. Sbitany on August 19th where he basically told me that I looked great (from his “proud of my handiwork” point of view) and I could do whatever I wanted now with no more restrictions. He encouraged me to massage the scars and scar tissue and we talked about the final “clean-up” surgery (in which my areolas get made circular again and various lumps and bumps are addressed). That final surgery sounds like it will be relatively minor and not require a hospital stay or drains or a long recovery time or anything. (Whew!)  I have yet to schedule that surgery but am hoping it can be some time in early November (since I’ve already hit my deductible for this year).


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