Whole30 Day Three

Day Three was a breeze! I woke up a little late but managed my first meal prep of the program!

 

 

 

 

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My Cancer Story Ch. 66 “That Time We Almost Got Arrested”

Chapter 66: “That Time We Almost Got Arrested”

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“This summer couldn’t have been more fun!” I thought the weekend that I was almost arrested for I was about to experience the most stressful NON-cancer related moment in my young life…

 

…All two days before my first days at UMaine Orono.

 

Aside from my orientation at the college, (which we’ll get to later) we spent the summer like it was cocaine-covered hundred dollar bills. We threw that shit everywhere and didn’t even think to balance a single checkbook.

 

It all began with my birthday. I made it another year. This time, I was twenty-one, the hallowed age for myriad wannabe drunk teens. Normally, those freshly minted “adults” go overboard at the bars and wind up hugging the Porcelain Gods but as a non-drinker, I just wanted to hang out with friends at my apartment. Naturally, my friends drank all the alcohol in sight on my behalf.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 36 “The Destructive Shell”

Chapter 36: “The Destructive Shell” 

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The need for things to keep me preoccupied was ever present and even more so when I would stay at the Ronald McDonald House. This first smaller-dose treatment of the back half of my chemotherapy was boring. I wanted to go out in the town of Bangor and explore, but there were a few problems with that:

 

  1. My counts were devastatingly low again.
  2. I needed to wear a mask at all times.
  3. Oh yeah, and it was frigid out there; well below zero frigid.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 20 “House Guest”

Chapter 20: House Guest

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It’s amazing the patterns that the universe can provide if someone’s looking. Some call it Apophenia, others call it synchronicity, but nonetheless if you’re in tune to the branches of the world around you then one can often find similarities.

Especially when you’re stuck in a hospital room every day.

My “insight” into the connective tissue of the universe came in two-fold. First, I was more aware of people who had fought cancer locally and in the public eye.

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The Pokémon Go Virus Has Infected Us All

My name is Jamie Gagnon and I’m an addict.

 

When I first purchased a 3DS (very late in the game; 2014), I was obsessed with Streetpass. The mere notion of “collecting” other 3DS users and using their characters in the games in a “free-to-start” type gameplay style (as Nintendo dubs it), was an intriguing mechanic that kept me running back and forth between al of the McDonald’s in the area and our local Best Buy in an attempt to get all of the Streetpass achievements and respective coins I could possibly acquire.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 16 “My Childhood in a Nutshell”

Chapter 16: My Childhood in a Nutshell

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Note: This chapter is one of the many reasons that I’m eager to rewrite this story.

I cannot stress how amazing it had felt to drive again. The open road and I shared a minor affair this past week as my visitation with the family continued; it felt as though I was an author on a book tour. The distance between my Mom’s, my Dad’s, and to my Aunt’s; they never felt so short.

 

Except now, this book tour was soon coming to an end; I was set to return to Bangor by the end of the week. Wow, four days flew by already?

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My Cancer Story Ch. 15: “The McDonald’s-Loving Thief”

Chapter 15: The McDonald’s-Loving Thief

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At this point of my chemotherapy rounds, I had whittled away down to a meager one hundred and ninety-seven pounds. While fewer than two hundred “el-bees” sounded like a healthy weight to most, I was dying. Without one of my trademark silk shirts, anyone could have seen my ribs. Needless to say, I was emaciated and at the end of my proverbial rope.

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