Rectal Cancer: The Least Sexy Cancer We Need To Talk About
Discover why rectal cancer, often dubbed ‘the least sexy cancer,’ deserves more awareness. Learn about its symptoms, challenges, and the urgent need for life-saving screenings like colonoscopies.
Living Without the Bigger Picture
What does it mean to live fully without all the answers? This blog reflects on finding joy in the present, embracing gratitude, and celebrating resilience. Through heartfelt stories of childhood, family bonds, and life’s unexpected moments, it’s a journey of hope and positivity
Karma’s Cosmic Joke: How Not To Talk About Cancer
The words hit me like a cold wave in the middle of a winter storm: ‘Your cancer is probably some lingering karma from your past life.’ I sat there stunned, my puppy gleefully squeaking his toy nearby, blissfully unaware of the existential crisis unfolding. Was my life really a karmic bug report, flagged for unresolved sins from 1622? Did I steal figs from a farmer’s market or skip my turn in the reincarnation queue? While my upbringing taught me to respect elders, this gentleman narrowly escaped a mouthful of colorful language—and I was left wondering if karma had outsourced logic to an intern
From Lululemon to Calvin Klein: Lessons From a Fire Alarm and Radiation Therapy
A fire alarm, a torrential downpour, and a pair of embarrassingly stretched-out underwear—just another chaotic morning during my cancer treatment. But in the middle of radiation therapy and life’s absurdities, I learned one valuable lesson: never underestimate the power of good underwear. Here’s why comfort (and humor) matters when life throws you curveballs.
Love, Courage, and Cancer: 10 Ways to Show You Care
Supporting your loved one through cancer is more than offering hopeful words—it is about taking meaningful action, from helping with meals and transportation to simply showing up and being present, discover 10 practical ways to make a difference in the lives of cancer patients.
The Sequel I did not ask for
The days are getting colder here in Boston, and the memories of last winter envelop me in a dark place that I fought so hard to escape. At 33, when I was preparing to run marathons, I was not ready to receive a cancer diagnosis…