“A few years from now, this will all feel like a bad, surreal dream,” my oncologist told me at diagnosis, all whimsical bowties and seriousness. August 12 came and went. There was no ceremony. In fact, I made it to…
“A few years from now, this will all feel like a bad, surreal dream,” my oncologist told me at diagnosis, all whimsical bowties and seriousness. August 12 came and went. There was no ceremony. In fact, I made it to…
Working in your alma mater’s communications office has challenges. Do I separate my alumni exuberance for more polite professional enthusiasm? How much do I insert myself as an alum versus a staff member? Do I throw a funeral for my…
I try not to take politics personally, but when I hear you say that sick people can pursue care in the ER, what I hear you say is “I do not care to know the reality of the sick in…
On top of a cliff overlooking New Paltz and the Hudson Valley, Birdy reached out her arms and said, “After this, who cares about 5 years? The cancer is not coming back! I don’t care anymore!” Graduation day at cancer camp…
For a year of my life, more people than I ever imagined called me brave, complimented my courage, or told me they didn’t know how I could deal with what I faced. To be honest, I feel like a complete…
Note: I am going to obnoxiously use the portmanteau cancerlebrity for at least another month. I apologize ahead of time. One of my personal inspirations (and soon to be guinea pig for my shiny new MBA strategic planning skills), Jonny…
I have developed a lot of superstitions after getting sick. I never say that I’m cured. I bristle when I think about the word “remission”. I never let my brain dwell too hard on relapse. If any of these thoughts cross…
I’ve been holding off on this post because of a particularly nasty relapse scare last week – even people who had lymphoma occasionally have lymph nodes swell to the size of marbles and it’s still OK. So now, after what…
A few weeks ago I drove myself to Dana-Farber (which is a fairly horrifying drive if you’re not used to driving in the heart of Boston) to meet with Dr. Arnie Freedman, the head of the lymphoma department and also…
We left off somewhere with the ultimate cliffhanger: my “good” PET scan was not clean and OMG is it still cancer? Tune in for next week’s episode. Next week came and went. And then another week. And another week. My…
Allie E. Morse 