Words matter. These are the best Tumor Quotes from famous people such as Shonda Rhimes, David Rakoff, Paul Stamets, Lou Gramm, Geoffrey West, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
This is going to sound crazy, but there was a period of time where on TLC they would show those surgeries – like a woman had a 90-pound tumor, or they separated these twins. And my sister and I – she lived in Ohio when I lived in California – would watch them together on the phone.
I will forever be grateful to my oncologist for opening the door and saying, ‘Damn it, the tumor’s 10 percent bigger,’ before he even said hello.
Chaga is one of the weirdest mushrooms you may ever see. A fungal parasite found on birch trees, Chaga is a hardened, blackened, crusty formation that looks like a bursting tumor.
I went in for an operation to remove a brain tumor.
Slums could be thought of as the development of a special organ, or they could be thought of as a tumor that’s grown, and in some ways is unhealthy and could ultimately lead to the city’s destruction. My own feeling is that slums are probably a bit of both.
That’s the trouble with being me. At this point, nobody gives a damn what my problem is. I could literally have a tumor on the side of my head and they’d be like, ‘Yeah, big deal. I’d eat a tumor every morning for the kinda money you’re pulling down.’
I was able to get operated on four days after I was diagnosed. It was just a matter of getting this baseball-sized tumor out of me. I reflect now on how lucky I was to be in the situation where I could get the best possible help and treatment.
Millions of people die every day. Everyone’s got to go sometime. I’ve came by this particular tumor honestly. If you smoke, which I did for many years very heavily with occasional interruption, and if you use alcohol, you make yourself a candidate for it in your sixties.
I get really excited about specific therapies, personalized therapies. Like, let’s say, taking a piece of someone’s tumor and testing a bunch of treatments in a lab and being able to come up with the right therapy for that specific patient.
Evolution is ultimately why cancer is so deadly. Take two biopsies from different sides of a tumor, and they can be genetically very different, making it that much harder to fight. Variation is the toolbox of evolution, and this variation gives cancer strength.
It’s been said that mistletoe extract enhances immune function, which increases the production of the immune cells. When administered as a form of therapy for cancer, the extracts are given by injection under the skin, into a vein or directly into a tumor.
Cancer is like the common cold; there are so many different types. In the future we’ll still have cancer, but we’ll detect it very, very early, so that it won’t kill anybody. We’ll zap it at the molecular level decades before it grows into a tumor.
After the brain tumor happened, I realized I love acting, I’ve always loved it, I may never get a chance to do it again.
The doctors misdiagnosed me at first – they told me I had a pinched nerve. But my situation was getting worse. The tumor was cutting off the circulation in my nerves. And in two weeks’ time, I was left paralyzed. I went from a cane to crutches to a walker to a wheelchair.
To look at the cross-section of any plan of a big city is to look at something like the section of a fibrous tumor.
The idea of printing out something that’s as scary as a tumor into its concrete form was something that spoke to me – there is something very liberating about that idea.
I’m the biggest hypochondriac you’ve ever seen in your life. When I get real stressed out, every little ache and pain I have is something major. If I’ve got a headache, it’s a brain tumor; if I’ve got a chest pain, it’s a heart attack.
The bad news is that my thin melanoma has something called mitosis, which means the cancer cells are dividing and multiplying even as I write. My thin melanoma has already spread outside of the tumor and into the deep layers of skin.
Too often you see someone fall, break a rib, go in to the doctor and discover a tumor.
You’ve got two veins; one carries blood directly to the body, one carries blood to the heart. That tumor was growing and was pressing on that vein. That vein was getting skinnier and skinnier.
Me being me, I put the numbers from my hospital’s website from my tumor sizes into a spreadsheet.
I had to learn a lot about myself during the situation with my brain tumor.
Before cancer, I was obviously disconnected. I had a tumor the size of a mango inside me and didn’t do anything about it. It wasn’t like I didn’t know something was wrong.
I’ve been through a lot with sickle-cell, but my recovery from the brain tumor was the hardest thing.
I don’t know who will lead us through the ’90s, but they must be made to speak to this spiritual vacuum at the heart of American society, this tumor of the soul.
The effect of power and publicity on all men is the aggravation of self, a sort of tumor that ends by killing the victim’s sympathies.
Aside from bringing back extinct species, reanimation could help living ones by restoring lost genetic diversity. The Tasmanian devil (aka Sarcophilus harrisii) is so inbred at this point that most species members can exchange tumor cells without rejection.
Having been an oncologist and having cared for scores, if not hundreds, of dying patients, when you don’t have a treatment that can shrink the tumor and the patient will die, it’s a very difficult conversation. It’s emotionally draining.
Where does my body end and an invader start? And cancer, a tumor, is something you grow out of your own tissue. How does that happen? Where does medical ability end and start?
I was going through some stressful stuff, and I lost feeling in my face and in my tongue. So I went to a doctor. He said he didn’t think I had MS or a brain tumor. He said, ‘I think you’re just stressed out.’
That’s a tumor. It goes across my liver, up through my lungs, all the way around my heart. And when they were done trying to cut it out, nuke it out with radiation and chemotherapy it out, it left so much scar tissue that when I walk outside now in cold weather and take a deep breath, it feels like someone is stabbing me.
I had a tumor in my left eye which killed the optic nerve, but it’s my real eye. I just cannot see out of it.
Unfortunately, my dad had a brain tumor, and my father-in-law passed away from leukemia, so I spend a lot of time on those two causes. I also tend to support military charities like Warrior Gateway, which helps guys transition from combat back into civilian life.
