It’s been ten years since cancer entered my life, challenging my understanding of illness, healing, and identity.
As a physician who became a patient, I’ve learned that survival isn’t a finish line, but a state of being that reshapes how we inhabit our bodies and stories.
This is the tenth anniversary of my diagnosis with prostate cancer.
I resist the idea of being a survivor, as it suggests an “otherness” that I don’t identify with. Crossing the threshold from being at ease to being dis-eased is undeniable, especially when your life has been as a physician rather than a patient.
Describing this experience as a journey gives it a sense of separation from everyday life, which I don’t feel is accurate.
Author's summary: Reflections on a decade with cancer.