Tag Archives: Surgery

I Did It My Way

ShareTweet It’s a strange thing this expectation that to be a patient is to be expected to voluntarily hand over control of yourself, your life, to another. An often complete stranger. I loathe the word patient. So disempowering. Because as I see it, we are the most vital piece in the whole equation. Medical staff can […]

I’d give my right arm…

ShareTweet And some people do. Their right arm. Or a part of their brain. Or a breast, or perhaps a leg or a prostate. For my uncle it’s his right lung. The loss of a significant part of ourselves to regain another chance at life is no small thing, is it. Another of those incredibly difficult […]