With the arrival of the Easter season I am constantly reminded of what this time represents: new life. For the past couple of years, it has been a 'new life' in more ways than one. This past weekend I saw my Grandma, Mom and little brother baptized, taking their first communion on Holy Saturday - … Continue reading Another Dang Baby
"You will overcome difficult times" was neatly contained within the confines of the fortune cookie I ate a couple a days ago. Timely considering the fact it has officially been a year since I said, "farewell" to my stomach. For those who went to elementary school, there is no need to fight immaturity and tack, … Continue reading 365+1 Days – Happy Gastrectoversary!
A few months ago there was a hilarious hashtag on Twitter, #wecanlandaprobeonanasteroidbutwecant... The responses were pretty amazing: "we still can't believe it's not butter", "we can't order breakfast at McDonald's after 10:30am", "we can't type more than 140 characters". It was a reminder that while human beings can do incredible things like land a probe … Continue reading The Belly of the Whale, Get It?
There are some solid perks to having a nurse as a wife, like giving my monthly b12 shot without having to go to a doctor, access to an instant wealth of medical advice through text messages, or starting IV's in the hospital when no one else can get them, but one of best advantages is … Continue reading Stay Toasty My Friends, Phở Reals
If the past 10 months has taught me anything, it is that life is too short, spontaneous and awesome. It's cliché, but with good reason. I used to consume meals like I was in a food challenge, today eating is different and in someways better. Besides the practical part of chewing food well enough for my intestines … Continue reading Lessons Learned #4: Take it all in
With M80's and fire crackers still going off in our neighborhood, Kate and I were reflecting on this past year and she asked me, "many years from now, what do you think we will remember from 2014?" In the words of the great Charles Dickens, it was the best of times and it was the worst … Continue reading 2014: The best of times, the worst of times.
A few days before Christmas in 1993, my dad passed away of stomach cancer and every Christmas since has not been the same. As a result, I became a Christmas Grinch. My "grinchness" had nothing to do with presents, consumerism, or fighting for the "soul of Christmas". For me, it was purely a deep sense … Continue reading Advent: Mockingjays and ICU’s
Almost exactly a year ago I was sitting eating sushi with my friend and co-worker Jeff, when I saw a familiar area code pop-up on my phone. (650). It would be one of many calls I would be receiving from Stanford since last October, but this phone call changed my life. I guess you could … Continue reading the (650)
On my third hospital stay, I was pretending to be asleep when the team of young doctors told my elderly roommate he had an inoperable tumor. I wanted to just walk over and hug him. Laying there, I couldn't help but to imagine myself receiving the terrible news. "You're dying." I believe their words were, … Continue reading Lessons Learned #3: You Do You
Let's be real: you're not the only one going through it. I know, it sounds crazy, but for me it was easy for me to forget this fact and I found myself taking out my frustrations on my family after sitting at home recovering for a few weeks. I would get really short and distant. … Continue reading Lessons learned #2: Family, Matters