Let me share my response to that night in the hospital when a group of medical experts told me I’d die within two to three months from metastatic cancer: No, I won’t. Sorry but I don’t believe that’s true. Let’s get this fluid out of my abdomen and revisit your prognosis. I’m still here four… Read More Is it Possible to ever cure Cancer?
This poem, though inspired by some disease that requires I become prostrate to the big grayish pallor of the gaping mouths of machines, represents otherwise the first of several metastatic nods to national poetry month. And, understandably very much inspired by my own internal struggles: doubts in the treatments, one that causes chemo brain, causes degradation of my body, causes me to want to seek out other therapies. … Read More PET Scans and Other Acronyms
On the precipice of my fifth year of living with, not dying from metastatic cancer, I regard my life as a lucky one. No crazed busses have hit me, no falling airplane debris bonked me on the head, no Acme holes swallowed me up (a la Wile E. Coyote trying to capture the turbocharged Road… Read More Metastatically “Normal”: new, used or unrealistic?
What is the Mystery Award? Wow an award, so unexpected and so cool. I can’t say I’m not happy to receive the award, though it’s a mystery to me that my words have touched someone enough to nominate my blog. Lahla Brain Cancer Freeish, my nomintatrix to you I am grateful for this award and… Read More The Mystery Award – Much Gratitude to Lahla for Recognizing My Blog