A Blog Called Quest | Drafting of the poets I'm the No. 7 pick
Description: Drafting of the poets I'm the No. 7 pick
This was supposed to start with a hero shot.
I had it all planned. Me sitting in one of those beige chairs inside the cancer treatment center that at times over the last seven years has become a second home. IV needle jabbed into a vein on my left hand. The rack holding my meds placed ever so conveniently over my left shoulder in the background, probably with the big bag of obinutuzumab hanging from it. A look of calculated hopeful weariness on my face.
Maybe, I thought, I’ll wait until the rash that typically accompanies my infusion starts. Or maybe I’ll take video of the shakes I get. All of it carefully designed to elicit some combination of sympathy, empathy and inspiration.
A Blog Called Quest | Drafting of the poets I'm the No. 7 pick