My son, Rex and I reported to Pamplona’s Plaza Consistorial, joining the other couple thousand runners (encierros) before 7am. Some were praying. Some were rereretying Nike laces. Some were doing nifty 1960’s-style warm up moves/stretches. They were male. They were young. They were eyeing me with a “What the f are you doing here?” look. One came […]
I’ve always tried to enjoy every phase of my brawl as best I can. I had 2 great days with a very special nurse, Lisa, during this latest stay, and she made my days with her as enjoyable as hospital days can possibly be. She went out and bought me a decaf 2% latte at […]
I can’t believe I’m writing this, but it’s been THREE years since my transplant! Everything I’ve been able to do these past three years is Because Leason! I love my Bronor! (Bro + Donor) Dr. F has been reducing my meds over the past year, and as I took less and less immune suppressants, he […]
You must be sooooo sick of me blah blah blah-ing all the time, so I thought you would greatly appreciate (I know, right? She never shuts up) hearing from someone else who has had experience with the transplant world. It’s about time for some new blood! Rex writes from the perspective of a stem cell donor. […]
Fairly obvi you come out of a bone marrow transplant a far cry from what you went in as, right? I mean, duh, you have a whole new blood type and an additional DNA, which is your very own unique definition as a living being. Add to that chemotherapy-induced menopause, and you’ve got the recipe for an unrecognizable selfdom. […]
You may remember from a previous post that my good friend, Jared Reichbaum, is making a documentary film inspired by my story and based on his amazing adventures. Well, he has just embarked on a truly remarkable adventure. Truly. Remarkable. So I’ll remark about it. Jared is walking across the United States of America. That’s […]
Wow! I feel like a big loser poopy head for not writing my 60th post sooner. I strongly dislike excuses, so I won’t give you one. I’ll give you 3. It’s exceedingly difficult to write when you’re: 1. 90 feet underwater 2: flying towards earth at 120 mph and 3: clinging to an ice wall […]
While getting this blog organized to be published, I realized I had written virtually nothing about my hospital adventures. I spent 90 days and nights at City of Hope’s Helford Hospital, but I never really felt up to writing while I was there, and even if I did – and I know this sounds like a […]
Queue Rod Serling: You are about to enter another dimension. A dimension not only of time and space, but of hair. A journey into a wondrous land of strands. You’ve just crossed over into… the Baldilocks Zone. My apologies to those of you born after about 1970, for you are now wondering where the f you can […]
I’m feeling more and more like my prick (pre + sick) self lately, and my last visit to City of Hope’s Main Lab waiting room confirmed it. Putting my new vision to use, I surveyed my fellow patients, all there for AFBT – Another F-ing Blood Test, and I realized I was the ONLY one without […]