I’m going to keep this short but if you’ve been following along at home you know that I had a bit of health thing back in 2014 (lol, I got cancer).
So anyway three plus years of treatment (pills and injections) and I counted down to the final injection seen here:
It was the end of 2017 and I had a very good day.
So why am I writing this? Well it seems I took a little test to find out the chances of me having a “distant recurrence” – that’s cancer somewhere else in my body. And much to my surprise I tested as a risk. Not like a terrible big risk but, you know, a risk.
So last month we started up treatment again, back on the shots and changing up the pill cocktail.
I’m fine. I really am. But I might wind up talking about it online so i thought I would just put it all here.
I mean does it suck that I have another three years of this nonsense ahead of me? For sure. Just ask my soul pictured below.
But I also know that so many people (people that I know and love) have been through so much worse and that is the perspective I’m taking with me.
So that’s that. Again, I’m FINE. Nothing new was found. I can’t stress that enough.
But I’m just making sure nothing goes popping off again.
Like Big Ron, my unforgettable Dad, says, “It’s just a bump in the road.”
I love you guys.
Peace, love and starbursts,