Fight Club!

So the latest gossip at the water cooler has been the fact that the “C” word is back for me.

The way I’m looking at it is that this is a continuation of the same battle I’ve been fighting all year. In reviewing my treatment options, I chose a less-aggressive treatment route earlier this year, and it seemed to work. As it turns out from test results last week, cancer is still lurking around like an unwelcome house guest that needs a final eviction notice --- so --- we have to modify the treatments to make sure we get it this time around.

This sucks, plain and simple, but it’s much better than the alternative. At least I still HAVE alternatives. A fellow blogger, Michael of “Chemo Rocks,” helped me describe it --- This is “chemo overtime” in the same battle, and I plan on coming out like my L.A. Lakers team. Those guys are a force in overtime situations – and I am, too.

Cancer does not define me. While some others probably fear cancer, I know I’m truly living in spite of it. I have done things that I may have never attempted without facing cancer and have found a priceless freedom in living "in the moment." I know many of you have joined me in the journey and fight, while battling your own challenges, and I am grateful.

Remember: “The 7th rule of Fight Club is - Fights will go on as long as they have to.” (Movie, Fight Club)

CURES ROCK! (Cancer does not.)