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I didn’t like thinking of myself as a “survivor.” There was something … I don’t know. Something a little shameful, maybe, about it.

Associating luck with any disease is unfair.

Twenty-year-old men think they are invincible. They wake up each morning thinking that nothing can stop them and that is one of the best feelings in the world.

I poignantly remember an eloquent wife of a patient who died of acute leukemia shared her analogy with me. She stated, “You know when my dog died, I got a card from my vet. When my husband died, I got nothing.”

This is my survivor story and how my dragon boat involvement continues to help me get through my breast cancer journey.

I was given a three- to five-year life expectancy. I told my neuro-oncologist at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center that all I heard was that I could expect more life.

Proper oral care is vital during cancer treatment, explains a dental hygienist who specialized in dental oncology.

Cancer can make you braver than you ever thought you were.

For a while, it seemed like Jennifer had the perfect life. She was expecting a baby girl and marrying the love of her life. Then things took a turn and she was thrown into single motherhood with a cancer diagnosis.

If exercise were a medical treatment for cancer patients, I believe that doctors would prescribe it.

Breast cancer affects all aspects of a marriage. Intimacy is one of the most affected areas, but is also one of the least talked about. In this article, learn how one survivor’s life has been drastically changed.

If I ever got sick or injured I would go to the children’s hospital, but that was nothing like a real hospital where people are fighting for their life day-in and day-out. I absolutely hated it, and still do. I was in Emory Hospital visiting my dad two to three times a week for about six months, and every time I walked in that place, it just gave me the heebie-jeebies.

For the past four years, a coworker and I took on the responsibility as organizers and ambassadors for the annual Movember “Best Moustache” competition and fundraising event in our office. In November 2016, the cause took on a whole new meaning.

When I recited my wedding vows to Eli in 1995, I never expected to be his caregiver. At the time, Eli was seemingly at the peak of good health and in the middle of his nine-year career as a professional linebacker.