The Time is Now

I've always had issues with the advice, "live every day as if it were your last." Do you realize how messed up the world would be if everyone did that? If we all knew the world would end tonight at midnight, no one would go to work, people would spend every last cent they had, it would be anarchy - sparklingly beautiful anarchy, with drunken revelry and dancing in the streets . . . maybe that doesn't sound so bad after all. But it would be not be conducive to any sort of modern society.

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Sorry I haven't written for a while. I have been going through a lengthy maze of testing, including genetic testing. The odds of someone getting two unrelated cancers by age 37 are so astronomically low that they were certain there must be an underlying genetic predisposition to cancer, namely Li–Fraumeni syndrome. It is a pretty scary disorder that makes a person very prone to developing any number of cancers. And it is inherited.

The good news (the GREAT news) is that I do not have that syndrome, meaning my kids are not at risk. It was a major relief to hear that. 

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We got some pretty hard news today. It turns out that the cancer has, in fact, spread to several other sites throughout my body. So, the initial radiation/chemo plan is out, since we are no longer dealing with a single tumor. I will instead begin chemo on Monday. They will do two rounds of that, then do more scans to see if the cancer is responding. 

To all those people who have offered good wishes, prayers, and healing vibes, the time is now. Monday morning the battle begins. Get out those lucky rabbit's feet (not so lucky for the rabbit!), bang your drums, light incense, wish on a star, whatever way you know to try and tilt this fight in my favor. 

I'm an anomaly already, so I can surprise them again, right?