My husband's GBM diagnosis had my head running in one of two directions: Convert husband to veganism and police all meal choices, not even a whiff of things like smoked/cured meats or red meat, and kick simple carbs and alcohol to the curb. Allow the man to eat/drink whatever he wants. I don't know if there is a right answer. I don't know if things can be defined so starkly. Is the horse out of the barn when it comes to eating healthy? I looked at the literature, and unsurpri

What are gliomas? What is a GBM? I try to break down the basics of a disease process that seems anything but.

My husband and I listened to the Hamilton soundtrack ad nauseam during the peak of the pandemic. I cannot listen to it these days, not because I do not love the songs (I do). While we were indulging Hamilton, I had two out of three miscarriages. The songs, with their catchy rhythms and flawless harmonies, were inextricably linked with loss. But “The Room Where It Happens” persists as a favorite despite that association. This felt true especially looking back at the eve of my