My late husband, Rocky, died of melanoma in 2008. He fought it three different times over the course of our 18-year marriage. He endured so much — multiple surgeries, chemotherapy, a clinical trial, and even a near-fatal, drug-induced liver failure — and did it all with such dignity and grace. He never complained. I consider him a true inspiration.
So, when I was diagnosed with high-grade serous ovarian cancer for a second time...
I was in Mexico in the summer of 2013 when I came down with a bad case of diarrhea. That’s a pretty common complaint among travelers, so I...