Author Archives: abbybrody

Today was Jacob’s last infusion of immunotherapy. The last day of writhing  pain. The last day of fevers of 105 and late night hospital visits. The last.   I am smiling ear to ear through this mask. I honestly never thought this day would come. It always felt so out of reach. Chemo, surgery, more chemo, […]

This post was inspired by someone asking me if I felt safe living in NYC as we are here this week. I actually feel VERY safe in NYC. Everyone here takes safety seriously. Masks are everywhere and New York is strong. But, no I don’t want to live in the city next year. Not because […]

New therapy to combat PTSD that is helping me, this one I invented by accident.  But warning cancer moms and dads and any trauma survivor, this is not doctor approved. New therapy: Helping others with your exact trauma. Oddly, talking to recently diagnosed parents going through diagnosis (which is the worst part) is helping me […]

WHO AM I? I am an influencer of people’s futures I am thought of as a knowledge giver, but think of myself as a knowledge facilitator I love what I do I never have the same day twice , ever I am a mover, it is rare to see me sitting I am in charge of […]

What if Jacob had a blog? Would the below be a post 100 years from now? Not a sci fi fan, but oddly this is what poured out of me today. ————- I first experienced the world poisoning me at 5 years old. At the age of five, I was diagnosed with a rare pediatric […]

It’s a hospital week for Jacob. We are back in the city for Jacob’s last round of immunotherapy in his protocol. We did it. Yesterday was the dreaded COVID test. I didn’t tell him about it until he asked, which was inevitable.  “What are we doing at the hospital? Am I getting accessed?” “No. Not […]

2 steps forward, 1 leap back. That is how the PTSD experience has felt so far. I had about 4 consecutive good days. I was ready to declare victory. Drugs win! I don’t need therapy, just a good dose of drugs. Or so I wished… but the crippling body feeling came back a few days […]

Trauma vs. stress That has been my big question recently. How do you know something is traumatic? How do you know if you have suffered a traumatic experience?  Trauma happens when a person is confronted with a concept/ experience that is so foreign, it can’t be registered logically. It is something you can’t reason. It […]

Yesterday we rode. We rode with the wind at our backs and adventured. No plans just the road. “Advenutring” as I call it, has always been my favorite drug of choice.  I discovered this drug at 19 years old when on Semester At Sea. Always an overthinker. I would be worried about the next test […]

I’m just not organized enough for this lie. I keep forgetting myself. This mulligan idea is more complicated than I realized. I don’t know my own age. On forms….do I lie? Do I have a “real age” and a “fake age?” A “medical age” and a “social age?” I can hardly remember my age as […]