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8. Keeping My Story Straight

As soon as I received the diagnosis of CLL/SLL, I started making big plans for fall semester 2014 and spring semester 2015.   Obviously, I would be going into chemotherapy.  1,148 more words

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7. How to Talk to People about Your Cancer

My surgeon told my wife after the biopsy surgery, while I was in recovery, that he had to remove three lymph nodes rather than one because they were “matted” and impossible to separate.  1,160 more words

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6. Waking Up

I think of all the nurses that have helped me my absolute favorites have been recovery nurses, whether for relatively minor procedures like a colonoscopy or more complex procedures like arthroscopic surgery for adhesive capsulitis.  1,304 more words

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5. Biopsy Surgery: Is Anything about this Going to Be Funny?

Before I met my surgeon for the first time, I had read about all the pokey, cutty, ouchy procedures that might be required for full diagnosis, even though I was still hazy on why exactly a biopsy of a lymph node might be necessary when, again, all you’d have to do is look at my cloney white blood cells from my “cancerous blood” to find out whether, indeed, I had cancer.  1,158 more words

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4. Get the Fuck Out of My Way: I Have Cancer!

A friend of mine first suggested the title of this blog as a t-shirt to sell on a website devoted to “the book” resulting from this blog.  1,311 more words

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3. Don't Clone This

Self-diagnosis via the internet is well-known for being a horrible idea, but I really can’t see the harm in it.  If some body part of mine is not acting right or I get an odd number on a blood test, I almost always arrive to see a physician with a self-diagnosis in hand, like the time I was convinced that high liver enzymes meant that I was dying of liver disease but instead turned out to have what is known as “sludgy bile.”  My GP at that time told me to be prepared for gallstones.  1,411 more words

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2. No Matter What It Is

I got myself a new GP, partially to avoid the embarrassment of going back to my old one and having to explain why I’d been a doofus and not gotten my next six month blood check.  1,013 more words

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