Kevin's Dead Cat

After surgery sliced off an entire tumor and 1/3 of my tongue, plus six weeks of radiation therapy, I've been re-learning how to eat, drink, and talk with my newly re-constructed tongue and coping with side effects. But the cancer came back and I don't know what's going to happen next.

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Location: Los Angeles, California, United States

I don't want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.

Saturday, April 09, 2005


I mentioned earlier that Allegra is getting me in touch with specialists in alternative health who helped her friend's mother through stage III ovarian cancer. I took a look at one of their websites this morning.

I've never been skeptical of alternative medicine. A friend in college contracted HIV back in the early 90s. She swore by holistic medicine, and as far as I knew, never developed AIDS. And I always felt it was a dreadful idea to blast a body with radiation to make them healthier. Nevermind that it didn't help me.

But I also say things like, "Heard of it. Never saw it. Sounds like bullshit to me."

The prospect of being treated by something called "BioConscious Medicine" gives me pause. I love science, technology and modern convenience, and how walking down congested city streets makes me feel hyperconscious and powerful. I don't like how buying organic foods, substituting green tea for my lovely espresso, and daily meditation make me feel so fragile.

I'm not in danger of becoming a hippie and opening an ashram in Venice Beach. I just miss feeling so young and strong that I can take my health for granted.


Blogger clowny said...

Thanks for your post, Chuck. It's always nice to hear from a fellow "traveller."

All my best wishes are going your way.


April 11, 2005 5:22 PM  

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