well 8 years later and it appears cancer will be my new and all consuming hobby.'stage iv - bone mets even in my fucking skull.
January 21st or so is when I had the MRI and got the call back from Fort MD that :It doesn't look good." Following week I saw the oncologist Harris. Started conventional western treatment asp as the cancer was in nearly every bone in my body (this was not shared with me initially - I had to ask). My sister feels guilty because she encouraged me not to consider the survival statistics the other oncologist gave me if i did not have chemo back in 2009. I get it. I feel stupid. I ma have 4 years or likely less to live and I may have contribute to my early demise. Who am I kidding I know I did, I have been unhappy and for the last 3 or 4 years been drinking a lot and aware it was king me - my soul, n=my body - and here I sit.
