This is mixed media. The blown-out tire is my cancer. The rusty funnel is science. The dried flowers are me and my oncologist. She softens my stage 4 breast cancer with bone mets. The green monkey and wooden elephant are my support system.
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How Survivorship Differs for Men With Metastatic Prostate Cancer
Long-Term Outcomes Support NCCN Guidelines for Prostate Cancer
Saying Goodbye to My Sister With Hodgkin Lymphoma