Genet's Bastard


No one wants to talk about my mortality, and I’m tired of it. Let’s face it, kids, the odds are that the metastases in my liver are going to kill me, probably some time in these first five years after diagnosis — which means in all likelihood I have 4 years left, maybe. As Joseph …

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I hate hospital days. (But who likes them, right?) I hate getting up in the morning. I hate riding the bus for 30 minutes. I hate waiting 45 minutes to get my blood drawn and then again going through the schtick of hearing “You have very small veins!” and then the more experienced nurses (or …

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