In other news, I have had no serious problems with the catheter that in my arm, called a PICC line. A woman who had a similar device implanted in her chest wrote a memoir that was excerpted in the NY Times. Having had quite a bit of steroids and a nasty conversation or two (ok, twenty) about my future fertility, I sometimes feel similarly about my sex life. Unfortunately, I remember the probable effects of radiation and chemotherapy on fetal development. Having been brought up with a strong, pro-choice mother figure, this probably wouldn’t have bothered me, but for my good friend Prof. Lundberg. Chris, in about five sentences explained to me why he is a single-issue voter on abortion. I can’t say that he swayed me on the public policy question. But as far as my personal choices are concerned, he persuaded me to err on the side of protecting defenseless life. For me, right now that means not taking a chance, however small, of creating a being with virtually no shot at a normal, happy life.
2 months ago
Breathing Room
This blog is about my life, and my battle with Hodgkin's Lymphoma; a struggle for both literal and figurative breathing room. I borrowed the phrase from the rationale for the troop surge, but it resonates with my background in public speech and debate, and helps explain my efforts to find a space for life in the face of cancer.
You can email me at breathingroomblog@gmail.com
You can email me at breathingroomblog@gmail.com
May 3, 2008