My tumor was found with an ultra sound. Wish I’d heard of histotripsy, but when the doctor says cancer, creative solutions are understandably last resorts. My father once descended into a drugged delirium during a 2 months long hospital stay. One night, a song of mine he was fond of brought him …
My tumor was found with an ultra sound. Wish I’d heard of histotripsy, but when the doctor says cancer, creative solutions are understandably last resorts. My father once descended into a drugged delirium during a 2 months long hospital stay. One night, a song of mine he was fond of brought him back from weeks of a blank stare. It was miraculous. The ensuing celebration turned into an impromptu 1AM jam on the oncology floor.
Music heals. And the side effects are all good ones.
A worthy rabbit hole if ever there was one.
My tumor was found with an ultra sound. Wish I’d heard of histotripsy, but when the doctor says cancer, creative solutions are understandably last resorts. My father once descended into a drugged delirium during a 2 months long hospital stay. One night, a song of mine he was fond of brought him back from weeks of a blank stare. It was miraculous. The ensuing celebration turned into an impromptu 1AM jam on the oncology floor.
Music heals. And the side effects are all good ones.
Thanks and by all means keep smiling. It's the best defense!