On June 20th, 2014 at 11 AM I received the devastating news from my oncologist that the dreaded cancer had spread to my hip and arm bones and a spot on my neck. Crap! That is the “G” rated version of what I thought and later said, but that is the gist of it. A brief history—I was diagnosed with breast cancer on January 6, 2012, went through an array of treatments until October and thought I was done with the whole cancer business. Well, it is back and now the real fight has begun.
Writing this blog will cover a variety of goals for me of which one is keeping my family and friends from near and far updated on my progress of beating this disease. I apologize in advance for grammatical errors or other language snafus. Time is precious and although I would preach to my children and students the importance of revising and editing over and over again; I will be breaking that rule. You get what you get and a poorly written blog is not the worst that can happen. Stop reading if it really bugs you.
You may be wondering about the heading? I asked my oncologist how many years was the longest someone lived with this disease-“twenty” was his reply. I informed him that I would beat that by one—Rob thought beating it by five was a better number but for now I am working on that extra year. Talk to me when we get to year twenty. So, 7777 days equals the promised twenty-one years (and a few more days added in) and that, my friends, will be the magic number of entries I will pound out on this computer. (Isn’t there a Vegas thing about lucky 7’s?). Sounds like quite a few entries but are one word entries not allowed? Breaking the rules on everything from writing blogs to beating cancer is what this will be about. Thanks for reading entry #1.