My name’s Chris. I’m married to a lovely lady and have an awesome daughter. I am a survivor of childhood cancer. In April ’09, I stopped working due to medical illness. Short version: I was diagnosed with cancer at age 7, and have since had radiation, chemotherapy and spinal surgeries. Although I am now cancer free, I am dealing with daily health complications and what feels like an older-than-should-be body. I began this blog initially to express the anger, sadness, and frustration I felt growing up as a “patient”, but never spoke about. For the dirty details, click below:
By the way, the leading theory for why I have all these silly diagnoses is that back when I got radiation and chemotherapy (1987-1988), those 2 therapies destroyed a lot of tissue. Sure, they knocked out the cancer, but also many, many other healthy cells that simply stood in the way.
In conclusion: Fuck cancer, love life.