I hate that instead of palming my belly to feel movement of a life, I fingertip-explore my body for lumps of danger. I hate that it will always be possible that there is something wrong, and it will never be that kind of right again.
A week after returning from a snowboarding trip, Emmy-award-winning talk show host Montel William recalls how, 15 years ago, a doctor not only diagnosed Williams with multiple sclerosis (MS) but also advised Williams that he would be confined to a wheelchair within four years.
Clients with whom I've worked suffering from chronic pain symptoms often articulate to me that the most frustrating aspect of living with chronic pain is the unpredictability of the symptoms themselves.
Take good care of yourself, and you will be taking good care of your GI tract. Take good care of your GI tract, and it will very probably take good care of you. But it is working hard every day, and may well suffer effects of wear and tear as a result, much like your skin.
My father is now a long-term survivor who has completely defied the conventional wisdom about his disease. He has survived for seven years: seven years living with a disease whose five-year survival rate for the most favorable patient class is a dismal 14 percent.
Like I said, life is a conversation. I'm good at helping the non-colon cancer world talk about it. What do you wanna talk about?
Parenting is hard. Parenting a toddler is especially hard. Parenting a toddler while going through six months of chemotherapy is indescribable.
There are now numerous medical studies indicating that a low glycemic index diet has a positive effect on not only improving insulin resistance, but also managing Type 2 diabetes, retinopathy, cardiovascular disease, and acne vulgaris.
I disagree with those who say, "Everything in moderation." Would you want your child taking heroin in moderation -- or your spouse having affairs in moderation? If you want to protect your brain, you need to get off the sugar.
Statisticians and statistics are even more fundamental in this era of personalized medicine, as sponsors seek to target treatment to patients most likely to benefit and develop "adaptive" study designs to identify these patients sooner.
Like other cancer fighting programs stuggling to stay strong in today's economy, National Colon Cancer Awareness Month has kicked off without much fanfare.
I loved my mother dearly, more than anything. She is an irreplaceable woman and there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about her. I lost my mom to colon cancer after a six-year-hard fought battle with the disease. She died too young. She was diagnosed at age 50 and gone by 56.
I have great respect and appreciation for the Times, and a fair portion of both for the insights of foodie/journalist Mark Bittman. But I have just about none of either for the combination of the two represented in an editorial by Mr. Bittman in the Times this week declaring sugar toxic.
Sugar in excess is a toxin, unrelated to its calories. The dose determines the poison. Like alcohol, a little sugar is fine, but a lot is not. And the food industry has put us way over our limit.
Of tantamount importance in the cancer lexicon is some acceptable name of a group of individuals who have been diagnosed with cancer. Far too frequently this nomenclature has been applied to, rather than derived of, this amazing group of folks.
Sometimes, cancer would stroll next to me, repeatedly kicking me, punching me, making me fall.I fell down a lot. Sometimes it was more like tripping over my feet. Sometimes I didn't know how to get up. Everyone I know who has gone through cancer has felt this.