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  • Ahmed 61 years old H.O F.D .. X RAY showing #N .O.F Rt side operated today P.F.N
  • Ahmed 61 years old H.O F.D .. X RAY showing #N.O.F Rt side operated today P.F.N
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  • رو خراب‌ترین‌خرابه‌های
    این دُنیایِ خراب شده با خَط‌خَراب
    نوشتم خرابتم رفیق
    #N
  • رو خراب‌ترین‌خرابه‌های
این دُنیایِ خراب شده با خَط‌خَراب
نوشتم خرابتم رفیق
#N
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  • Cancer Cell - 1992⁣
    bead embroidery on silk⁣
    18 x 18 inches⁣
    $3200⁣

    I am a survivor. For years I've been embarrassed by that simple statement. I have survived three rounds with cancer, the first was Stage 4 and I was given 3-6 months to live. The other two just required surgury, no chemo or radiation. I have also survived heart failure and a stroke. Friday is the 5 year anniversary of my surviving my stroke. A friend once asked if it was over. Was I fully cured. Odd question I thought. Well, no. Cancers are cured or at least put into remission, heart failure takes daily vigilance, but with a stroke, a part of your brain dies. Read that again, a part of your brain dies. So you could in essence say tha a part of me died too. I am trying to figure out how I will party it up with you on Friday. So stay tuned.⁣

    More about Cancer Cell. it was the first piece I made in graduate school. I got a phone call the day I arrived in Seattle that I needed to return for surgury. I was on a scholarship, so I asked how fast they felt it was growing and could I wait until Christmas break? There was a huge pause and the doctor agreed it would be okay, not optimal, but okay. You have no idea how pissed my parents were with the decision. My life, my decision. But now that I am a parent, I totally get it. That first semester was surreal. New city. New friends. Family 2000 miles away. And there was this monster growing inside me. So I decided to visualize it just so I could actually talk to it and stab it with needles.⁣

    Dad kept asking why I would make something so horrible look so pretty. I shrugged. It was a part of me and I AM PRETTY. Cancer is reduced to these horrible war terms. My body is not a battlefield. Nope. Read the book Illness as a Metaphor by Susan Sontag for more on this.⁣

    So today and for the rest of this week and my life, I am owning it. I AM A SURVIVOR and Dang proud of it. I will no longer feel like a medical freak. I will no longer feel guilty for surviving when so many others have died. ⁣
    #beadwork #beading #beaded #embroidery #beads #handembroidery #embroideryart #beadembroidery #fiberart #arttextiles #cancer #stroke #survivor #heart # #n
  • Cancer Cell - 1992⁣
bead embroidery on silk⁣
18 x 18  inches⁣
$3200⁣
⁣
I am a survivor.  For years I've been embarrassed by that simple statement. I have survived three rounds with cancer, the first was Stage 4 and I was given 3-6 months to live.  The other two just required surgury, no chemo or radiation.  I have also survived heart failure and a stroke.  Friday is the 5 year anniversary of my surviving my stroke.  A friend once asked if it was over. Was I fully cured.  Odd question I thought. Well, no. Cancers are cured or at least put into remission, heart failure takes daily vigilance, but with a stroke, a part of your brain dies. Read that again, a part of your brain dies. So you could in essence say tha a part of me died too. I am trying to figure out how I will party it up with you on Friday. So stay tuned.⁣
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More about Cancer Cell. it was the first piece I made in graduate school. I got a phone call the day I arrived in Seattle that I needed to return for surgury.  I was on a scholarship, so I asked how fast they felt it was growing and could I wait until Christmas break?  There was a huge pause and the doctor agreed it would be okay, not optimal, but okay. You have no idea how pissed my parents were with the decision. My life, my decision. But now that I am a parent, I totally get it.  That first semester was surreal. New city.  New friends. Family 2000 miles away. And there was this monster growing inside me. So I decided to visualize it just so I could actually talk to it and stab it with needles.⁣
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Dad kept asking why I would make something so horrible look so pretty.  I shrugged.  It was a part of me and I AM PRETTY. Cancer is reduced to these horrible war terms.  My body is not a battlefield. Nope. Read the book Illness as a Metaphor by Susan Sontag for more on this.⁣
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So today and for the rest of this week and my life, I am owning it.  I AM A SURVIVOR and Dang proud of it. I will no longer feel like a medical freak.  I will no longer feel guilty for surviving when so many others have died. ⁣
#beadwork #beading #beaded #embroidery #beads #handembroidery #embroideryart #beadembroidery  #fiberart #arttextiles #cancer #stroke #survivor #heart # #n
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