in which i remove needles from my mother’s body and don’t even throw up once
The Cancer Journals, Part Three. Part One is here. Part Two is here. In Part Three I become yet more of a whiny self-pitying exhausted wraith. Let us…
3.5 people in this room are quietly crying and i am the .5
The Cancer Journals, Part Two: in which I experience the busiest month of my professional life while helping my mother move into my house, managing her cancer…
Has anyone ever been so happy to turn the page on their calendar
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