The return of Standard Time, that whole “fall back” thing, feels like a slap in the face in 2020. As if a newly resurgent uncontrolled…
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I have an appointment with my ass man on Monday. The time has come for Dr. Sarkis Chobanian to shine a light on my darkest…
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In retrospect, a hurricane-scarred sea island was the right place and a perfect metaphor for celebrating my five-year cancer survivorship milestone. The lovely Sarah took…
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“When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him.…
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Learning you need a colostomy, whether temporary or permanent, can be nearly as devastating for some patients as hearing the words, “you have cancer.” As…
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Somewhere in the middle of my cancer experience, I became an evangelist for the power of gratitude. About halfway through 12 cycles of chemotherapy, I…
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A friend and I were shooting Facebook Messenger messages back and forth this afternoon, precipitated by actor Wentworth Miller’s heartfelt and honest social media post…
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Sometimes it seems cancer diagnoses come in waves. I traveled to and from Washington, DC, in the span of 26 hours last week. During that…
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I had the distinct pleasure today of representing the American Cancer Society Cancer Action Network at a Congressional research briefing in Washington, D.C. I shared…
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Lately I’ve been obsessed with Big Fish, the musical take on the Tim Burton-directed movie about an estranged father and son. The movie is one…