Suzie Siegel

A friend wrote a song about my cancer to the tune of “Jambalaya (on the Bayou).” Bring on the silly songs and jokes! What’s the point of all this suffering if we can’t laugh occasionally? Plus, I know my cancer has a musical name: leiomyosarcoma, pronounced...

Joanna Burgess

In December of 1965, after I had just turned 3, my mother started noticing blood in my urine.  A trip to our local family doctor would change all of our lives. My parents were told that I had a very rare form of bladder cancer with a 10 percent  survival rate.  I...