People keep telling me to stop Googling NF2. To stay positive and maintain hope that my sciatic tumor is just a one-off deal that isn’t linked to my dad’s condition. For now…
Essays
I hear her whispering in the middle of the night, her breath tickling the back of my neck. “Mommy,” she says with a catch in her voice. “Turn around and cuddle me.”…
Real talk. I knew I had my dad’s condition. There were so many clues but they were explained away or outright dismissed by (sometimes shitty) doctors and I wanted so…
Yesterday afternoon, my doctor called with results from the two hours I spent in the MRI tube on Monday. It’s not good news. I have a 3.5 cm tumor on my sciatic…
I started seeing a new therapist this week, which is as simple a sentence as it is a complicated reality. I’ve been alternately planning and dreading this move for a…