I remember little else, until I was in post-op, waiting to wake up enough for them to allow Michael to join me. I wrote off the look in his face as general concern and my own grogginess. Only later did I learn that he had just had his own, first encounter with Doctor, who told him that “it didn’t look good”, that I “probably had lymphoma”, and that I “would probably need chemo”. He was so distraught that he wasn’t even able to relate this news to me until after I had left the hospital the next day.
In a previous post, I focused on the good news about learning that I do not have cancer. After several weeks of being increasing led to believe that because they were unable to explain the cause for the lumps in my parotid gland, doctors thought I must have lymphoma. Once that possibility was ruled out, […more]
from my Facebook notes: Question World AIDS Day by Jonathan Barnett on Wednesday, December 1, 2010 at 4:45am To my well intentioned and thoughtful friends—especially my gay friends—who are promoting World AIDS Day today: There is nothing wrong at all with remembering friends and loved ones lost to AIDS, but please take off the self-imposed […more]