I have spent the last six years trying real hard not to die from cancer. Last Friday I received back to back clean scans for the first time in my life. I went into my doctor's office expecting to hear awful news. You see, I've developed a strange relationship with cancer. Much of my success and notoriety is due to cancer. My cancer is what gives me the credibility to go into high schools, fundraisers, or corporate retreats and tell people to give money, or change their perspective. My routine with cancer has become just that, routine. Treatment, surgery, scan, treatment, surgery, scan -- wash, rinse, and repeat.

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So here you are, settling into the cancer lifestyle. Zofran in the a.m., Zofran in the p.m., Zofran when you’re nauseated and not sleeping.

You never thought that you would miss your cubicle or your co-worker’s stupid jokes, but for better, or for worse, you do. It’s a bummer having to come to terms with not living your life on your terms. But look at it this way, it’s your mandatory drug-experimentation phase.

Of course, I’m kidding. But at the same time it’s important to realize that you don’t get an award at the end of treatment for being the cancer patient who quietly suffered the most (even if the drug-induced voices in your head tell you otherwise). Don’t get me wrong, you’re going to suffer, but it’s important to fight every day to keep your humanity.

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“Why do you limp?”

“Where did that scar come from?”

“Where’ve you been the past couple months?”

As you re-enter the real world after having cancer you’re faced with these benign questions that often lead to heavy and intense conversations that you might not want to have.

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I always feel strange waking up the day after being infused with chemotherapy. There's always the precarious feeling of being lost. Not that you don't know where you are (well, sometimes you don't know where you are) but more so that you don't know who you are. We like to separate our lives into manageable, bite size pieces. We use arbitrary events as landmarks to measure personal growth (or lack thereof): By summer I want to have lost 15 lbs... By time I'm 30 I want to be married.

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DENVER (CBS4) – A Denver surgeon has teamed up with college students to improve the lives of amputees. They are designing a permanent artificial leg.

CBS4 Health Specialist Kathy Walsh was in the lab on Wednesday as they started the process. The team is working to come up with a permanent post in the leg that amputees could use to connect a prosthesis.

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America as a whole 'seems' to have a pretty solid social consciousness and responsibility towards cancer -- as evident by October and its nauseating dedication (read: marketing) to curing breast cancer (read: selling pink things in the hope of appealing to women). Although there seems to be a lot of going on for breast cancer, things aren't as cut and clear for the rest of the cancer world in America, especially for the young adult cancer community.

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Colorado Rockies pitcher Jeremy Guthrie* tweeted to find somebody for a game of catch at Coors Field. He connected with his Twitter follower Woody Roseland, and the pair played catch. Guthrie tweeted that Roseland, a five-time cancer survivor and amputee, is not only an inspiration to him — but a new friend

Coors Field panoramic

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Every once in awhile we have an opportunity to meet someone who awes us- with their courage, humility, strength and wisdom. Woody Roseland is one of those people. In the past five years, since he was a senior in high school, Woody has survived cancer 5 times and has had his left calf amputated. I have the privilege of spending three days this week with Woody at Lifebound's Academic Coaches' Training in Denver.

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I wake up to the taste of blood in my mouth... again. After lung surgery, waking up is usually the worst part of the day. You've gone 5-6 hours without painkillers, the warm glow brought to you by the good folks at Pfizer has been replaced by the harsh brightness of the sun streaking through your curtains and the dull ache in your ribs.

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A groovy new show with the incomparable Woody Roseland @WoodyRoseland. He may have been born in the 90's but he’s kicking cancer's ass and talking Broncos, Rockies and Von Miller with us.

South Stand Denver Fancast, Show 127

You may remember a previous Boing Boing post about Woody Roseland — specifically, about his spectacular "Shit Cancer Patients Say" video.

Man. I loved that video, and I love Woody. I've followed him on twitter throughout my own cancer treatment. He inspires me and makes me laugh.

Here's a video of Woody speaking at TEDxMileHigh about his life with Cancer.

Boingboing.net Woody Roseland on Life with Cancer

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