The Man in the Waiting Room
He was sitting there when I walked in, just another person in a hospital gown waiting for his name to be called. We exchanged the casual “hello” that strangers offer each other in shared spaces. But there was something different about this hello. It carried weight. Recognition. An unspoken understanding that we were both members of a club nobody volunteers to join.
Read moreAt the end of my treatment, I was expecting some sense of relief or presence coming out the other side. Instead, I felt utterly confused and lost. There was a nice path to follow up to “remission,” but there’s so much more to that. Here’s what I learned about the milestones we go through on…
Read moreWhen I received my cancer diagnosis, I discovered something that decades of surgical training hadn’t fully prepared me for: the profound impact our thoughts have on how we experience treatment and recovery. Through my own journey and in supporting countless others, I’ve witnessed a fundamental truth—the quality of your life after diagnosis depends largely on…
Read moreWhat if Bravery is not about the diagnosis at all, but about what you choose after it? When cancer arrives, it does not ask your permission. It drops into your life without warning and without care for your plans. The brave act is deciding to live anyway, to keep showing up, to keep loving people,…
Read moreWhat if Bravery is not about the diagnosis at all, but about what you choose after it? When cancer arrives, it does not ask your permission. It drops into your life without warning and without care for your plans. The brave act is deciding to live anyway, to keep showing up, to keep loving people,…
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