

This is perhaps unusual for a guy who’s been through unimaginable trauma over the past few years. He confesses that he fell asleep watching Succession-a show he loves-the night before. In fact, Raskin is a turbine of wit he’s funny and energetic. (“Triple hit, which means it’s a little more resilient,” he adds.) In this case, curable means six rounds of chemo, each round lasting five days. A leopard-print bandanna (a gift from Steven Van Zandt-yes, Little Steven) covers his head, now bald from the chemo.Īfter discovering a “Schwarzenegger sized” mass on his neck at the end of last year, Raskin, now 60, was diagnosed with stage 2 diffuse large B-cell lymphoma-a very serious but curable form of cancer.

He’s not exactly wearing pajamas, but he’s certainly not wearing the navy blue suit he had on when I saw him the week before. He passes rows of cherry blossoms and makes a right into the parking garage of Georgetown University Hospital.Ībsent is the buttoned-up attire one typically associates with a member of Congress. With his hands on the steering wheel at ten and two, he glides through the green lights on Nebraska Avenue in downtown D.C., 25 minutes away from his home in Maryland. Once he starts his “five-drug chemo cocktail,” he won’t be able to operate a vehicle for days. on a Friday morning in March, and Representative Jamie Raskin has decided that he wants to drive himself to chemotherapy.
