10/15

is the date I find out if my cancer is spreading. Then, I will have to start chemotherapy which will only be a means to control the cancer from spreading everywhere. Yes, it is terminal. Do I want to die? Fuck, no! I have taken to telling the cancer in my body to get the fuck out. I made everyone promise they would not call CMH (County Mental Health services) on me for doing that. LOL. Attitude is everything when battling cancer.

I don't look sick...

do I?


But, I am. Damn!!