I recently read a heartbreaking essay by the brilliant Rob Delaney. I knew his young son died recently of a brain tumor, but it wasn’t until I read this tonight that I realized that it was the same tumor I have.
I am so, so lucky that it happened to me. I would happily take the last almost 20 years of this shitty illness- the years of chemo, the radiation, surgery after surgery, the wheelchair, the almost certain early death- I would take it all a million times over if it somehow meant my kids don’t have to suffer with it.
You can read the essay here or listen to Delaney read aloud it here.
