It’s not my birthday or my lung transplant anniversary or anything. But today, I’m thinking about being old-ish. I’m thinking…
Articles by Brad Dell
I’ve been in love. It was magnificent. It also hurt. Love belongs among the most powerful building blocks of our…
I’ve often written that “the disease itself isn’t the worst part, rather it’s the …” The medication side effects,…
At the start of November, I was infected with COVID-19. My heart rammed repeatedly and rapidly against my sternum, which…
Two months ago, I watched myself die, then get resurrected on television. Sort of. I used to interview fascinating…
People often declare my life to be stranger than fiction. (It’s true, and it’s both a blessing and a curse.)…
I should’ve died years ago, but I’m too damn competitive. A doctor said I’d cross my high school graduation stage…
I had imagined that everything would move at light speed once I got the call for my lung transplant. Instead,…
In 2013, miles above the Pacific, flight attendants and passengers stared silently as a man yelled — literally yelled —…
Life is hard, ain’t it? Sometimes all you need is a long cry session over hibachi in Toronto. And so…