Guess who's back? And guess what's back....

yeah I know, wrong song, but you know what I mean.

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Hi all.

It's been a while.

A little more than a year.

Which, I guess, is pretty decent with this cancer.

Oh, yeah. According to my scans, it's back.

Yay.

And, because it's relatively rare...I have to return to the US for treatment.

Joy. Beyond measure. Back to the land of the Mango Mussolini/Decaying Cheeto/Assaulter-in-Chief.

Yeah, I know I'm lucky. I still have Medi-Cal. I can still get treatment. I still have a place to live in California. I still have the support of my friends and family.

I'm still healthy enough to withstand the treatments.

For now.

But I'm really, really sad. And so fucking angry.

Because I got one year. ONE YEAR. To live my life on my terms.

One. Fucking. Year.

And I'm scared. So damn scared. Because who knows if I'll get the chance again.

Or if I'm stuck in this cycle for the rest of my life...however long that is.

This disease has a less than 20% 5-year survival rate.

Less than twenty percent.

Fuck.



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