Sunday at church, Mark and I grabbed our coffee and tea before walking into the contemporary service at St. John the Divine. An old friend stopped us, saying she didn't recognize me with blonde hair. I never know how to reply to others' acknowledgement of my new hairstyle, be it blonde or bald, so I sheepishly … Continue reading Weaving My Story
I confess, I enjoy coming to MD Anderson each week. I think it's because everyone here is trying so hard. The staff, the patients, the families - we're all on the same boat paddling in the same general direction, which tends to make us kind and empathetic with one another, too. Today a fellow patient … Continue reading Indelibly Stained
I'm back home from Paris, healthy and overflowing with gratitude. It's a long way from The Lancaster Hotel on Rue de Barri to room 55 at MD Anderson's Mayes Clinic, but I'm fortunate to have access to both. Despite an ATM machine eating my bank card half-way through the trip, the experience exceeded my expectations - which … Continue reading Prescription: Paris
Except when you go to the airport a week early. Then, not so much. A month ago, my second cousin’s wife (aka Lauren Hudson) took me to lunch after hearing about my diagnosis. “You need to break some rules,” she said, reflecting on my tough 2016 and now cancer. “I don’t break rules,” I explained, to … Continue reading Paris Is Always a Good Idea
Twenty-nine years ago at Southern Methodist University, I moved into MacElvaney Dorm's third floor corner room, next to the RA and across from Susan Yaksick. Over the following three decades, Susan and I roomed together twice more and this week, we shared a room once again - at MD Anderson. Susan drove in from Austin and spent the night … Continue reading A Dogged Friendship
For almost a decade, my job at Fund for Teachers has allowed me to connect America's best prek-12 teachers with opportunities to design summer fellowships of their dreams. Last week I had the privilege of working alongside a particularly special grant recipient at the College Football Playoff's Extra Yard for Teachers Summit. With his FFT grant, Lavie … Continue reading She Persisted, I Persist
For sports fans, the "Holiday 6" college football bowl games dominated New Year's weekend. The Rose and Orange Bowls did not disappoint, nor did the (Pasadena) Rose Parade floats, including the one with surfing dogs. Crystal bowls, however, provided the highlight of my holiday. Rothko Chapel hosts a Crystal Bowl Sounding (co-sponsored by MD Anderson) on … Continue reading Bowl Games
Going through this experience, I try to follow the Hippocratic oath - "First, do no harm." On Friday, that meant removing myself to protect others from my foul mood. I found my tennis shoes, put on a "Toad the Wet Sprocket" baseball cap and walked out the door. As I walked, I started to cry. Not … Continue reading Art Brut in the Neighborhood
My new reality, combined with a shaved head and unexpected weight gain from IV steroids prior to each chemo treatment, dealt my vanity a debilitating blow last week, right about when I decided to watch Love Actually for the first time. Let's just say I experienced a cathartic cry. Walking into a plot rife with … Continue reading All We Need is Love
Much like Chris Farley's "That's going to leave a mark" clip from Tommy Boy, cancer is beginning to leave it's mark on me. Naiveté regarding my ability to keep things pretty much "normal" disappeared along with the remaining hair I still had. My pillow looked like the dog bed of an old schnauzer. At the same time, … Continue reading Leaving a Mark
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