An Open Letter to the Doctor Who Saw Cancer When We Thought It Was A Cold

Dear Dr. Dina Sukharev of Palo Alto Medical Foundation, You probably don’t know who I am, because you never met me in person. You saw my husband in April as a first-time patient on Wednesday, April 20. My otherwise strong, athletic husband had this cold he couldn’t over since Thanksgiving. Every night for months he would cough himself to sleep, and in the morning, he would drag himself to work, and then in the evening, he would muster the energy to play with his 3-year-old daughter Georgie and watch some TV before coughing himself to sleep again. It was just … Continue Reading »»

First Chemo Session Down

Josiah and I are lounging in our backyard, dogs on our laps. It’s a such a nice day it would sound flowery and cliche if I tried to describe it: dappled sun peeking through trees, birds chirping, a slight breeze on our faces. I’ll spare you. On a normal Thursday morning, Josiah would be busy at work with a hundred tasks and I’d be at library story time with Georgie, tapping out my own list of a hundred tasks on my phone. But this isn’t a normal Thursday at all, because this is the day after Josiah’s first chemotherapy treatment. … Continue Reading »»