Steve lowered himself somewhat cautiously into the patient's +1 chair and gave me a wide-eyed look of happy surprise. I leaned back into my seat, my feet left the floor, my head hit the pillow: instant comfort for me, too.
Tag: time
looking for the sausage (or, at the very least, the water-soluble fiber)
In addition to all the unpleasantness and discomfort I've already experienced, I have also had moments of profound and heart-wrenching positivity. These moments have all been unique and wholly unexpected. They have already made all the difference.
(de)evolution
I will never feel confident in my health again, not ever, even if I do beat this cancer. I just hope I'll recognize myself when I'm through.
time, medicine, and sabotage.
It doesn't feel as if three weeks have passed, but I am losing temporality. It happened first in short bursts - during tests, scans, and appointments. The sound of doctors explaining complex, unhappy medical information has a uniquely memorable cadence.
medicinal sausage 