My son was born on September 23rd, 2009. Six weeks later and after about four months of chemotherapy, the doctors decided the tumor had shrunk down enough, and that it was time to go ahead with the surgery.
Showing posts with label esophagus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label esophagus. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Live every day like it were you're last
Some of the stupidest advice ever. "Live everyday like it were your last." It sounds like the right idea if you have a terminal illness or even if you don't. Who doesn't want to live their life to the fullest? And it's great if you can pull it off. But what does that really mean? Life has a lot of waiting. At Starbucks, the ATM machine, whatever.
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