For some reason I have neglected to add her to the blogroll, but I have been a regular reader of Cathy Seipp’s blog for some time now. For those who don’t know, she is a Los Angeles writer and contributor to National Review. Definately conservative, more so than I am, but always an entertaining read.
Anyway, this morning I was surfing my regular blogs, came to Cathy’s site, and found this post, which left me speechless.
Here is my situation, which really has put a crimp in my usual Nietzschean sense of physical superiority: I have Stage 3B (if the pathologist is feeling Pollyannaish) or 4A (if he?s not) adenocarcinoma of the lung, the kind nonsmokers get, although most who get it do have some history of smoking. It?s too widespread to be treated by surgery or radiation. ?Obviously, this is not resectable,? the surgeon wrote in his report. Occasionally I flip through my giant file while I?m waiting to see the oncologist, see that sentence, and think: OK, I understand he?s talking to other doctors here, but did he have to say obviously like that?
I really didn’t need to read anything more into it. I know what my Mom went through for 6 years with Ovarian Cancer, but I wanted to highlight this post because the whole thing just impressed the hell out of me. I don’t always agree with you, but give `em hell, Cathy.
And that’s not all, Cathy’s daugther Maia has her own blog, and shares her thoughts about the revelation her mother has made.
Admist all the blogging about Miers, Libbey, Plame, and Alito, this does put the priorities of life into perspective.
March 19th, 2007 at 10:44 pm
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