When I was a 14-year-old kid with acne, braces, glasses and buck teeth, I discovered something that would change my life – a 90-mile-an-hour fastball. That’s what it was like for me to realize I had something at my disposal that could, if used
The world of cancer is a parallel universe. It exists all around us. Rides with us on elevators. Parks next to us at the mall. It goes, however, mostly unnoticed. Until it becomes yours. A cancer diagnosis unlocks the door to this quiet,
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Funny how you figure out some of the most basic things about yourself as you get older. My epiphany for 2013 is that I am probably dyslexic with a touch of attention deficit disorder. Even worse, I had to ask my wife how to spell it. Bonnie is
Whitney Reed seems like such a nice lady, kind and gentle, with pleasant eyes and a soothing voice. Then you enter her torture chamber. I’m kidding, of course. Whitney is one of the physical therapists at Roper St. Francis Healthcare and she’s
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