Hold Your Breath

And just like that it’s August. Where does the time go? With COVID-19 barreling through our reality the days shifted to Netflix and baking all the things and long, meandering walks through our neighborhoods. Along with those fad attempts to pass the time, I finished 4 rounds of intensive Chemotherapy aimed at annihilating any potential…

Chemo_graph

The following post is updated from my Chemo_graph GoFundMe page created on 2/4/2020: If you read my last blog post, you know I had a crazy idea to try and have my bald chemotherapy head signed by my favorite baseball player on the San Diego Padres (read about it here Base-Bald-Head) at the 2020 Spring Training…

Base-BALD-Head

On Feb 28, 2020 I had a truly unbelievable experience: I made a sign asking my favorite baseball Player on the San Diego Padres to sign my newly bald Chemo head AND HE DID! The idea came when I realized my bald head was basically a ball. A baseball. And baseballs get signed. Losing your…

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

I first read Little Women when I was around 10 years old. Since then I’ve read it at least 4 more times and the line that always resonated with me was when Amy exclaims to Jo, who has just chopped off her hair and sold it to earn money for the family, “Oh Jo, how…

I Wanted This

When people want to know if they can ask me a cancer question, my response is always I’m an open book and so far I have fully shared as much of this whole experience as I possibly could. Except for one really ugly part. I wanted chemo. From the second I was told it was…

Sneaky Little Bugger

The thing about breast cancer is it can be a real sneaky little bugger. When I chose to have a double mastectomy it was for many reasons but mainly the peace of mind it brought me to know that I had removed basically as much of the tissue as possible where a recurrence of cancer…

Size Doesn’t Matter

We’ve all made the jokes about how “size matters” regarding a certain male body part. Based on small hands or small feet, even ethnicity,  it’s an old joke/mindset with no basis in anything that matters. Size doesn’t matter. Size is not connected to anyone’s self-worth or success. And while I’m not here to talk about…

The Lucky Ones

I woke up this morning and realized I have been neglecting my poor blog and you know what, its a GOOD thing! Want to know why? Because it means I’ve been living life after cancer. No more weekly fills to expand these temporary rocks in my chest. No more agonizing about whether or not I’ll…

Feel It On the First (Or like, whenever)

I fully believe in modesty for most aspects of my life. I’m not a naturally naked person, don’t love bathing suits, and would rather not see anyone else’s belly buttons. I guess I have a touch of prude in me when it comes to being exposed. Well that was until I got breast cancer. Now…

I Think Not.

Serendipity. Coincidence. Happy accident. Fate. Whatever you want to call it, my cancer journey was filled with many of these little sprinkles of hope that made me smile and stay positive. They are pure luck at the unluckiest of times. Coincidence? I think not. #1. My mom was diagnosed with Stage 1A breast cancer at a…

My Discovery Story

When my cancer journey began, I documented the timeline of events. It all happened so fast. “The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once.” -Albert Einstein       Timeline (So Far) Original Journal entry by Gina Grosso on Caringbridge.org — Mar 10, 2018  November 2017: My mom shares her…

The Ugly Truth

    These picture are tough for me to look at. In a time where we select pictures for Instagram or Facebook out of the multiple we took or by adding filters to make us look our best, posting photos where I frankly look my worst is difficult But these are the ones that show…

About Gina

Hi! My name is Gina. I am an elementary Speech Language Pathologist who works with kiddos from preschool-6th grade with a variety of Communication Disorders. I love to cook but I get nervous to do it for new people. I don’t love to swim but love to Paddleboard in calm waters. I grew up in…