The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.

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Monday, June 25, 2012

The Faces and Scars of Melanoma

I suspect that a whole lot of us (and maybe most of us) living at The Hotel Melanoma find it quite difficult to “come out of the closet” and share the story of our journeys since checking in. I know I did, and it took this stuffy and reserved recovering attorney several years to take an out-of-character leap and bare my soul in this blog. And sometimes I still can’t quite believe I have. But I eventually mustered up the courage to abandon my privacy because a few friends convinced me I just might accomplish something and help others by sharing my experiences with the Black Beast.

Our Hotel Chaplain has set up a website called Faces and Scars of Melanoma, encouraging we mole mates to build awareness by sharing our faces, scars and stories on the site. Please check it out and participate—and don’t worry, my sorry looking face is on the site but you will NOT find a photo of the battle wounds on my unprepossessing old carcass.

For all who participate in this project, here’s my version of Rod Stewart’s “Tonight’s The Night”…

Stay away from our windows
Stay away from our back doors too
Disconnect from tanning-prone kind
Get back Black C, we draw the line

Kick off your blues and sit right down
Loosen off that privacy gown
Let me cause you a good long think
Ooh baby don't you hesitate ‘cause

This fight’s our fight
It's gonna be alright
Cause we’ll find the cure
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

C'mon angel tan bed’s a pyre
Do deny your tan desire
You'd be a fool to risk your hide
Spread your ‘screen and flaunt your paler side

This fight’s our fight
It's gonna be alright
Cause we’ll find the cure
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

Display your words, might save one child
Just let your inhibitions run wild
Your secrets are about to be told
Upload before the night's too old

This fight’s our fight
It's gonna be alright
Cause we’ll cure you ‘noma
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now


  1. This is an unbelievably moving post Rich.


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