He ended on a very positive note. His treatment is buying him time. He says he needs to round 3rd base, not go back to 2nd. When he was given his original diagnosis, he wasn't expected to make it to October 1st. Yet, here he is, sounding strong. A true warrior.
Cancer is weird like that. Some go quick, some linger. I heard all kinds of stories dealing my mom's final battle with it - the one I always remember, is the guy who caught a stage 4 diagnosis in his 60's. Blew right past the dates the docs gave him, lived several years past it, playing golf almost every day. Bounced back from chemo like a champ, they thought he'd be one of the lucky few to survive a stage 4 diagnosis. Then one day, fell over on the golf course, was gone in a couple of days.
The phrase "every day is a gift" in the cancer world. Sounds maudlin to those of us outside of it, but I saw it. It really is like that.
He ended on a very positive note. His treatment is buying him time. He says he needs to round 3rd base, not go back to 2nd. When he was given his original diagnosis, he wasn't expected to make it to October 1st. Yet, here he is, sounding strong. A true warrior.
Cancer is weird like that. Some go quick, some linger. I heard all kinds of stories dealing my mom's final battle with it - the one I always remember, is the guy who caught a stage 4 diagnosis in his 60's. Blew right past the dates the docs gave him, lived several years past it, playing golf almost every day. Bounced back from chemo like a champ, they thought he'd be one of the lucky few to survive a stage 4 diagnosis. Then one day, fell over on the golf course, was gone in a couple of days.
The phrase "every day is a gift" in the cancer world. Sounds maudlin to those of us outside of it, but I saw it. It really is like that.
Fuck cancer, btw.
Yep.. FUCK CANCER!! It's an Evil Bitch..