The Liz Army:
A blog
Patient. Patient advocate. Researcher. Student.
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A note about my oldest posts: I began blogging about brain cancer in 2008, at age 29. I had no background or knowledge about healthcare when I started. Please excuse typos and other misconceptions. What you read here is me in real time, like a time capsule.
Everything you thought you knew about your brain cancer diagnosis is going to change
If I was a patient getting diagnosed today I would make sure I was being treated at a medical facility that could sequence the genome of my tumor in order to find out what type of treatment I should be receiving. If my local hospital could not perform this type of high-level activity, I would seek a second opinion just for the sake of knowing what I truly have in my head. From there I could go back to my local hospital with that data and use it to receive the right care.
The future is a horribly scary, uncertain place
In the middle of the sidewalk, on a sunny Memorial Day, I was sobbing because my husband has to think about stupid ass shit like not being able to afford a potential home because his 35 year-old wife might die in some unforeseen future from brain cancer.
Paddling beyond my diagnosis: First Descents
In my last post I wondered what I was training for, and now I have a fun new purpose. I am training to go kayaking and camping!
Expressing survivorship as an athlete
This experience, where I learned to love something I never knew I would be interested in and be good at it, has made me realize that there are millions of things in the world that I have never thought about… and I might love and be good at. I am so lucky to be alive and have the time and curiosity to search for these things and find my purpose in this world.
Tied for worst feelings ever
Tied for worst feelings ever: People assuming you beat cancer when you haven't, and reminding people you still have cancer and making them cry.
Nothing else will be scary again: my goal for 2015
And here I am, making a conscious decision to do something that takes eight months of commitment--eight months of training to do something intimidating, and awkward, and difficult. But I can’t say it is scary because I told myself six years ago that nothing would be scary ever again.
What matters most to you in the end?
No matter what you believe, Brittany Maynard got us thinking... A lesson we can all take away from Brittany's decision is that it is important for everyone to think about what matters most to us "in the end."
I wish Brittany Maynard had met other 29-year-olds with brain cancer
I have known people who have died from brain cancer, and I know people who are still living with this disease. I wanted to tell Brittany to wait it out--you don't know how fast these things will bring you down. I wish Brittany gave herself time to meet other people like herself and to find out what life can be like for a 29-year-old with brain cancer. But who am I to tell a stranger what to do?