When I was 19, during the summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college, I took a day trip to New Orleans with a group of friends from high school. We went to the French Market and strolled around, and then we went to the French Quarter. We ate beignets at Cafe du Monde,… Continue reading No Guarantees
Quite frankly, cancer is just one big game of deception. Deception is why it took so long for me to be diagnosed. Multiple doctors dismissed the signs and symptoms I did have for years before my diagnosis, because my age deceived them. People in their late 20s are not supposed to get kidney cancer. Had… Continue reading Deception
It must be my morbid sense of curiosity. Blame it on a girl who decided to be a journalist when she was about 6 years old (until she realized the dark side pays better). I’ve always wondered when I heard of people who get life-changing diagnoses, how did it feel? What did you decide to… Continue reading D-Day
