Cancer

My coma of denial

July 27, 2025

Everyone else saw it. My wife, Jody, saw it. My kids all saw it. The few friends who were able to visit me in the hospital saw it. Even my doctors saw it. Everyone but me could see that I was dying. “I don’t think he’s going to make it long enough to start the […]

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Cloudy with a chance of missiles

July 13, 2025

In case of missiles, it takes about two-and-a-half minutes for a hospital patient like me to get out of bed and reach the protected space.

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This is your brain on mushrooms

June 29, 2025

“Drink it down slowly,” instructs Shawn, my guide for what will be one of the most unusual therapy sessions I’ve embarked upon, unusual because the chunks in my beverage is not chocolate.

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Words matter: How we speak about cancer can hinder healing

June 5, 2025

The biggest issue I have when it comes to speaking to someone with cancer is the personification of the interlocution. It’s so narcissistic.

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The full Monty

May 16, 2025

When both my Maltese dog and I developed cancerous and deadly tumors, the parallels proved to be unnerving.

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To pee or not to pee

May 3, 2025

My worst medical nightmare was averted but in its place I now have a nephrostomy: a bag on my back to collect my urine.

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A couch potato’s TV dreams

April 26, 2025

I once had the strangest fantasy: When I retired, I would spend most of my time engaging in one of my favorite pastimes: watching TV. 

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Flying through hospitalization

April 6, 2025

Throughout my cancer journey, one of my biggest fears has been needing to be hospitalized. That day finally arrived recently.

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How not to save a kidney

March 23, 2025

He introduced himself as “Yuval the smiley guy,” which was not far off for a doctor who works in the hospital department dealing with genitalia.

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My first fentanyl

March 9, 2025

I don’t remember when I fell asleep or when I woke up, but I was in another room. That’s what a little fentanyl will do for you.

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