There’s no good way to start so I’ll simply start.

Several weeks ago I began feeling something wasn’t quite right within me. The feeling was mild at first then increased gradually. The only way to describe it is I felt well not quite right; the inside of my body felt odd.
A teleconference with my doctor led to x-rays. The follow up teleconference consisted of “I don’t like what I saw - let’s do a biopsy.”
The results came in and here’s what we know.

It’s malignant and it has metastasized.

Like most of you I want all the facts: No sugar coating required and no drama. The doctor knows that so I’m grateful he was straightforward and told me I’m solidly in Stage Four - when asked roughly how long I have left the answer was “Based on where it is now and the rate it’s spreading you’re probably looking at mid to late February.”

I feel lucky to have this exit as opposed to being hit by a car while crossing the street or suffering a fatal heart attack or stroke. However I have made a vow not to suffer any longer than I absolutely have to.


So much I feel I should say but I’ll leave that in the form of answers to any questions or responses to comments you may have. Please keep in mind I tire easily so if I don’t reply quickly that’s why.

Thank you.