Browsing All posts tagged under »rectal cancer«

Lucky.

March 8, 2015

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Please have another option. Come on… one more. My doctor bent back two of his fingers and rested each on the palm of his other hand. Each digit represented one of my possible chemotherapy options he had just finished explaining. Minutes earlier he entered the exam room. I’m sure he was clued in at this […]

Options.

February 24, 2015

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The white paper crinkles when I shift my weight. I suppose the paper is there to stop the Ebola virus from spreading by means of the beige pleather covering of the exam-room table. The fluorescent bulbs give the neutrally-designed walls and desk a sterile glow. I’ve been in this room, or one equally as vanilla, […]

The Real Deal.

January 31, 2015

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On January 7th, I bared the bump on my upper-left chest to the oncology nurse, she pushed against my access port a few times and, once again, plunged the half-inch needle down to the clear plastic elbow. This marked the beginning of my reentry into the world of chemotherapy. Just as we had on the […]

Clarity of Gratitude.

December 2, 2014

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I love me some Thanksgiving. It’s far and away my favorite holiday. Despite the euro-centric fallacies force-fed to us through grade-school textbooks and cutesy craft projects surrounding the “first thanksgiving,” I’m on board with a holiday whose mission is to gather with your loved ones, cook a good meal, and simply give thanks for being […]

The Bank.

July 25, 2014

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I had already undergone surgery to implant a ‘port’ into my chest–a plug-like device under my skin that accepts needles and has an IV line leading directly into my heart. This would prevent the many ‘pokes’ that are needed for my weekly blood work and act as a receptor for my 24 hour chemotherapy drip […]

Dr. Jellyfingers.

July 16, 2014

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It may as well have been 10 years ago when Cassie, her parents, and I spent two weeks island hopping around Greece. We got back less than two months ago. The Greek islands of Santorini and Mykonos, though well placed in the bowels of a well-trodden tourist trail, were peaceful reprieves during the area’s shoulder […]