A slender blond man seen from behind sipping coffee at a quiet New York waterfront cafe.

I use a pseudonym for privacy. The experiences, timelines, and hospitals are very real.

Hi! You can call me Peter. It’s very nice to meet you, and welcome to my blog!

I’m a first-generation immigrant living with Von Hippel-Lindau disease since 2001, officially. This isn’t a doom-and-gloom VHL blog, and it isn’t medical advice. It’s a collection of stories about getting diagnosed, figuring things out, and continuing to live a life around it. Living with something rare can feel isolating, so I hope some of these stories will be useful, reassuring, or at least familiar to others living with VHL or other serious health conditions.

A few fun facts about me: I love making music in my home studio in Queens, biking through the streets of Manhattan, and discovering new coffee shops.


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CHAPTER 01

WELCOME TO NEW YORK

Moving to New York wasn’t an easy decision. In fact, it was one of the most difficult and heartbreaking decisions I’ve ever made.

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CHAPTER 02

WHERE ARE THE KEYS?

One day, while sitting in my home studio, playing with synths and testing new ideas, I started noticing something strange: I kept playing the wrong keys with my right hand. Consistently.

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CHAPTER 03

THE SPECIALIST

Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. The place where I would eventually meet my guardian angels in person: the doctors and nurses whose kindness and humanity made me realize I wasn’t going through this alone.

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CHAPTER 04

THE UNIVERSE

Funny how the universe works. The day my surgery was scheduled turned out to be the exact day I was supposed to sign the record deal. Interesting how the stars align with these things, right?

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