Warrior language

I’ve written before about the metaphors we use to describe our relationship to cancer. This recent LA Times op-ed also makes a good argument for questioning the way we talk about having cancer and why.

When she became dizzy and passed out in the hospital, she’d wanted to ask her oncologist if she was dying, but she couldn’t bring herself to project anything other than a positive outlook. “I’m not a quitter,” she told me, “but I think fighting this is killing me.”

Read the full article:

The good that can come when we stop seeing cancer as a battle to win or lose, by Sunita Puri

Hypothetical bus of death

Irridescent tour bus in Stratford-upon-Avon.
If I must die by bus impact, I choose this one.

Well-intentioned people thoughtfully remind me I don’t know when my life will end or even if I will die of cancer. The Hypothetical Bus of Death, which runs over so many (hypothetically), could end my life tomorrow morning, instantly removing all my uncertainties and anxieties, replacing them with certitude and serenity. Continue reading “Hypothetical bus of death”