Kristen’s Stupid Cancer Story
Reading Time: 2 minutesImagine having the absolute best and worst time of your life all in the same year. In January 2016 I took off to Barcelona, Spain and spent the spring semester
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Living and Loving Life with Incurable Cancer
Reading Time: 2 minutesOn June 1st 2017, I was diagnosed with Neuroendocrine Cancer. I was 37 years old, a mother of two young boys, a college professor, and living a beautiful life. After
What’s a Bile Duct?
Reading Time: 2 minutesI was diagnosed with a rare from of liver cancer on December 26th, after noticing the whites of my eyes were a hint of yellow. Cholangiocarcinoma is a cancer of
Becky’s Stupid Cancer Story
Reading Time: 3 minutesMy story begins in May of 2018, 3 months after my 35th Birthday. I went in for my yearly pap with my OBGYN of 10 years. My doctor called me
Open Mic: Joshua
Reading Time: < 1 minute VIDEO: Stupid Cancer Board Member Joshua Rivera joined the Stories of Social Isolation Open Mic to reflect on his experience of solitude and social isolation during treatment.
Open Mic: Shannon on Hair
Reading Time: < 1 minute VIDEO: Stupid Cancer Board Member Shannon Wyant joined our Stories of Social Isolation Open Mic to share a story about her hair after treatment.
Open Mic: Kristen
Reading Time: < 1 minute VIDEO: Kristen joined our Stories of Social Isolation Storytelling Open Mic to share another story about her experience of social isolation during coronavirus and the parallels to her cancer
Open Mic: Robert
Reading Time: < 1 minute VIDEO: Robert shares a story about his feelings of isolation when diagnosed as a college student at our Stories of Social Isolation Storytelling Open Mic.
Open Mic: Matt
Reading Time: < 1 minute VIDEO: From our Stories of Social Isolation Storytelling Open Mic on May 7, Matt shares the story of his cancer journey.
Lopsided Life
Reading Time: 3 minutesI was 29 in 1994 and recently married. I had a small but successful decorative painting business. I was healthy, happy and excited about my future! When I wasn’t painting