In the Pink: How I Met the Perfect (Younger) Man, Survived Breast Cancer, and Found True Happiness After 40

In the Pink: How I Met the Perfect (Younger) Man, Survived Breast Cancer, and Found True Happiness After 40

Susan McBride

Language: English

Pages: 128

ISBN: 006223076X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Susan McBride, author of The Cougar Club and Little Black Dress, opens her heart in this irresistible memoir about how she got married, got pregnant, and beat breast cancer—all after her 40th birthday. By turns deliciously funny and utterly poignant, In the Pink is definitely Susan's story . . . but her experiences are parts of every woman's journey.

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overkill. I discussed this with all of my doctors independently, and a majority agreed (three out of four, as a matter of fact). Thus, I felt very comfortable saying, “No, thank you. I will do the six and a half weeks of radiation therapy but I will pass on the chemo cocktail.” It gave me a sense of control to actually have a say in things. Every patient needs to feel that sense of participation in and acceptance of her treatment. Again, we need to trust our doctors (and, if we don’t, we need

blue and neither so much as blinks when I pass my hand before them. Do you think it’s my fault, for painting while I was pregnant?” she had asked, madly pacing. “Was it the fumes from the oils or the turpentine? As an artist, I can’t imagine a more horrible curse than to lose one’s sight!” “Oh, I can think of plenty,” Gretchen’s father had coolly replied, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the crib’s railing. “Would you cast out a calf because it couldn’t see, when its milk will be no

her home one day and had never returned. I’m sorry, Anni—had read the note he’d left behind—but I can’t handle so much truth anymore. Sometimes ignorance is truly bliss, and what I need is more bliss in my life. Her mother had cried on Gretchen’s shoulder, asking her, “Am I so horrible to be around? Am I that unlovable?” Instead of being honest, Gretchen had told Annika what she knew her mother had wanted to hear, words cribbed from Wanton Wild Love, the romance novel she was in the

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he outbid a creepy guy in a green shirt. His payoff: I arranged a night out for us, which involved dinner at my favorite neighborhood Italian restaurant and a movie. Despite our table in the restaurant’s basement (albeit a very nice basement), which led us to joking about being near enough to the laundry room to do the linens, and seeing a movie made from the book of an author friend that wasn’t exactly date-appropriate, we had a great time. As at the hockey game, we talked pretty much

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