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Sherman Alexie's avatar

Amazing. I was a pre-med student who changed his mind because I couldn’t handle working with bodies in human anatomy and instead discovered poetry. Yep, I was the reservation-raised Indian boy who chose prosody over pediatrics. Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, and Allen Ginsberg won my heart. Turns out that I wanted to engage more in spiritual anatomy. I wonder how that might have changed if I’d heard your talk in 1988.

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Verna Wilder's avatar

I was just thinking about an oncologist who recently responded to my question about the drug he wanted me to take (a drug that has many quality-of-life challenging side effects). I asked, "What if I decide not to take it?" His head jerked up to look at me, and he snapped, "Then you'll get cancer again and it will be fatal next time." As Dave Barry often said in his columns, "I am not making this up." I'm 76, a long-time student of the humanities after an MA in English Lit, and one of the many things I learned and continue to learn is that the quality of my life is more important than how long I live. Maybe my oncologist would be less a bully and more a compassionate human being if he read poetry, listened to music, visited art museums. Maybe he could learn how to listen to another human voice to recognize fear and respond in a way that didn't belittle me. Thank you for this, Ted.

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