An attempt to put words to an indescribable experience. As I write this, I can’t look right. To be more precise, when I look to my right, my vision is double. It’s been this way since I woke up from my surgery 10 weeks ago, and it’s a constant reminder…

Another surgery and new wave of hope I’m having another neurosurgery this month to remove the remainder of my pituitary tumor, which, if successful, could mean I’d be rid of my Acromegaly forever. I’ve known about it for a little while now but haven’t told too many people because telling…

A continued search for answers, and a new understanding of what it means to be chronically ill. It’s been two years since my neurosurgery and I’m angry. I’m angry because I thought I would be healthy by now. I’m angry because I can’t even get a clear reading of my…

My tumor was growing back. Then it wasn’t. What’s a patient to do when the experts disagree? (Note: Read the precursor to this post here.) I suppose it was good news when a highly-respected and experienced neurosurgeon told me this week that my tumor didn’t appear to be growing back…

On this day last year, I had a tumor removed from my head. I thought it was the end—but it was just another beginning. One year ago today, I had a tumor removed from my head. Doctors went through my nose, broke a small bone behind it, and scooped out…

I know you were horrified when Trump got elected. You follow the news and feel angry about the state of the country. But are you doing anything to make sure the midterm elections turn out differently than 2016? Dear Friend: Remember the way you felt on November 9, 2016? There’s…

Women’s lives are not your bargaining chip. Women’s lives are not yours to offer. To: David Brooks From: A woman Re: Late-Term Abortions Dear David Brooks, I read your “Abortion Memo” published in The New York Times, and while it’s clear from your writing that you’re proud of your political…

A writer reflects on her political life so far, and her nation’s political future. My first political memory is playing on my neighbor’s driveway when I was four-years-old, and watching my mom argue with my friend’s dad about why Bill Clinton was the only right choice for president. And how…

Guns may be guaranteed by the Constitution. But why should anyone have the right to make us live in fear? I’ve always said that my biggest fear is getting shot. Well, besides birds. I’m very afraid of birds. But while birds perch on nearby power lines, dance across my deck…