My stomachless journey started with a phone call. I don’t not remember the date, but I remember the call. It was from our youngest sister telling me through tears that she had breast cancer. At that time I had no way of knowing that a few months later there would be a...
What I have been looking into lately is the identities that come on this side of cancer. What identity do we latch onto as we fight and then we get the news that we are cancer free but the identification stays with us without any thought. One particular identity,...
I watched a documentary on Netflix called End Game . An MD by the name of BJ Miller talks about his accident and how it took him several years to stop comparing his old body to his new body. When his body became the whole him, rather than him missing limbs he stopped...