Buenos Aires Diary

In 2010 while living in Buenos Aires, I was diagnosed with stage IV colorectal cancer. After spending what money I had and selling everything to get treated in the private system, I had to rely on public health care in Argentina, which is open to everyone. These are the posts I wrote during and after treatment. I did not talk to cancer, nor did I win any sort of battle against cancer. From my perspective now, my survival seems to have resulted from a combination of dumb luck, stubbornness, and charity from surprising sources. I also had sex a couple times and got robbed.


After consulting with Rivadavia’s radiation doctors — and getting yet another doctor’s finger wiggling up my ass — the whole department encouraged me to forego treatment in the public hospital and instead seek treatment in a private clinic. The head of the department said that the machines in the public hospital were obsolete and would …

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Thanks to Kate, Keli and Hannah for donating. Share the widget if you can. I’m not really looking so happy yet today. Since I’d been having trouble sleeping, my boss gave me an ambien. This morning my head feels like the rubbery tip of a spatula and I’m having trouble typing. I did sleep OK.

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