Jul
16
2008
Suck it, cancer: On the first anniversary of my diagnosis
So I’ve got some sort of condition where my short-term memory doesn’t function as it should.
That was my first public comment on cancer, written a year ago from my hospital bed on the neurology floor at Brigham and Women’s Hospital in Boston. In nearby rooms were people recovering from strokes, brain injuries, and other attacks on the central nervous system, all of them terrifying.
It was written a few days after my admission to the Brigham. The day of my admission, I’d been to four places. First, my office. It was a Monday. That weekend, my fiancee Lindsay and I had been to New York to make our wedding plans. And on that Monday, I couldn’t remember anything about the weekend. Continue reading
