On June 5th, 2015, I was diagnosed with Stage IV esophageal cancer. This is all about my fucked up, involuntary journey into the cancer ward, and the odd joys that arise even there.
Monday, June 8, 2015
Sorrow
My husband was crying in his sleep last night, as he sometimes does. This time, though, I couldn't wake him to tell him everything is fine and he's only dreaming.
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