Reports of My Death

“When the editors at Wired.co.uk commissioned this article, we all knew there was a chance I wouldn’t live to see it published. I was diagnosed last September with a disease that was chomping through my body with the impunity of a pepped-up Pacman in a ghost-free maze. I would be writing about my experiences of a new treatment, in the vanguard of medical technology, but doctors told me to prepare for the worst. I was dying, they said, and may not even make Christmas, let alone the April launch date of a new website.”