Suzann Bresler Goldstein
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FIGHTING BACK: Doing Battle with Cancer, the website and the blog, is a collection of personal essays about managing our lives, the tragedies that sometimes befall us, and the in-between times that leave us marked by the joy of the moment.
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The Valerie Fund
The Valerie Fund's mission is to provide support for the comprehensive health care of children with cancer and blood disorders.

The Stacy Goldstein Breast Cancer Center
RCINJ's Stacy Goldstein Breast Cancer Center provides comprehensive care for people with breast cancer.

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Category: Sleep Thoughts

Chapter 3–Cancer!

“Stacy, hon. Daddy, Valerie and I have to go into New York again. The doctor wants another look at her leg.” No questions asked; no further explanation needed.  I wondered briefly about my mother; how would she have handled this? But she was not there for me: not to rely upon or to babysit, to…


Chapter 15–Decisions

The tasK of finding a publisher has begun. Know any?

My profits from FIGHTING BACK: Doing Battle with Cancer, will be donated to THE VALERIE FUND and the STACY GOLDSTEIN BREAST CANCER CENTER at The Rutgers Cancer Institute of New Jersey.


. . . Behold It Was A Dream*

I remember my dreams. They are graphic, detailed, and often disruptive. I take them seriously; not in any predictive way, but rather as expressions of past experiences. My husband, Ed, on the other hand, never remembers dreaming. Now and then, he twitches and yelps in his sleep, and I wake him because he seems frightened….


Dreams and Themes

My previous post, Nightmares, Anyone?, whetted my appetite for a better, overall understanding of dreams. So, after a quick search of the literature, two contradictory theories caught my attention: those of Freud and of Hobson. Briefly,            Dreams are psychologically meaningful (Sigmund Freud)            Dreams are  physiological (J. Allan Hobson) The contrast between the two is…


Nightmares, Anyone?

I had a nightmare last night. Its intensity was shocking and caused bleak images to haunt me for days afterward. I was no longer safe in my bed. Instead, I’m running down a long, narrow hallway with no exits or entrances. It is a hospital hallway with patients’ rooms on either side. All the doors are…