I want to scream, “Cancer, hit the road!” I want to be done with you like an old fling…toss you out and never look back! That would be nice. But, not really realistic in any way.
What that means is: Hawaii here I come! 8-week scan check-up, well, you’re turning into 11! Sure I was a tad nervous to push things out so far when word-on-the-street is I could be about done with Crizotinib.
But, I’m kept alive for one purpose only and that is to LIVE! For me, right now, living means playing in Hawaii.
Pretty fishes, here I come!