The precarity of life — the topic I write about most often these days — made itself known again this weekend. Precarity, to me, is…
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Five percent is everything: Reflections on 12 years of survivorship
March 27, 2024, marks 12 years since I was diagnosed with what turned out to be stageIIIB rectal cancer. 4,383 days. Bonus time. Time that,…
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My heart is full of joy after eight beautiful days on the road. I spent four days in Tucson, Arizona, for the Cologuard Classic, a…
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The lovely Sarah and I are flying to Tucson on Tuesday, March 5, for the Cologuard Classic, the PGA golf tournament presented by Exact Sciences.…
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It all started during the blizzard that hit Knoxville in the middle of January. Ten inches of snow fell in the city, the most at…
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It’s a weird confluence of events. Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday fall on the same day this year. Not the first time these dates have…
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I miss farting. I Tweeted those words in the fall of 2013, just a few months after I was declared No Evidence of Disease following…
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I read an essay in the New York Times the other day that resonated deep within my soul. The essay, “Train Yourself to Always Show…
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The coming of the New Year means social media feeds are awash in posts about all folks have accomplished over the previous 365 days. There…
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The opening notes of Nat King Cole’s “The Christmas Song” make me unstuck in time. Like Billy Pilgrim in Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five, I’m transported…