Cancer is an equal opportunity disease. I have survived three different episodes over the past fourteen years. Strike 1 (1995): One of my radiation oncologists gave me a 50 percent chance of surviving tongue cancer three years disease free. Strike 2 (1997): Neck cancer restarted my recovery clock. Strike 3 (2008): Diagnosed with prostate cancer. Fortunately, Life Constricted isn't a baseball metaphor. It's a commentary on a lifelong swimmer and chronicles my family's struggle with cancer after my dentist detected an abnormality during a routine visit. I owe him and my personal physician my life. They're the core of my medical dream team. We were forced to retreat from our hurried professional path, typical of twoincome families in the Bay Area. We rearranged our priorities and lived life constricted to pursue its greatest opportunity-love that thrived on hugs, quality time, and laughter. Celebrate our reversal of misfortune. Read Life Constricted.