Feb,25, 2019

Time Marches on, and to the surprise to a lot of people, so do I.

Lovely, Wisconsin , weather.  I've missed three chemo sessions due to it.  The Nurses and The Doctors are just trying to help me, so they say.  Then why have the roads been impassable.

My little cancer buddies understand.  Still working full time, and getting a lot of exercise.

My cancer buddies know.  If I die, then so do they.  I'm just getting along with them.

I realize, they are symbiotes, am I'm a host.  I think, we get along.

I feel great!

Ahhhh, where am I these days?

I feed those live, cancer cells, good bourbon, and the lung nodules, some good home grown smoke.

The only ones that are pissed might be the pharmaceuticals who aren't making money off me.

Then let them starve, like I care.

How do I do this?  I just don't give a shit.

I like my little cancer buddies.  They make me realize who I am, and they know, they have to wear a toolbelt in my body.

Damn, this is a fun adventure.

To those chemical companies, that are so aware !

Your gonna have to do a lot more to get me.

Gimme your best shot!

Live long, and prosper, for another year!

 

 

 

 

Cancer is a lot like us. It forms communties, grows and spreads, as we do. It forms a symbiotic relationship with us. It resents another species that competes with it. It very similar to all of us, except it stays together and works as a team. We, on the other hand, fight amongst ourselves waging war against other communities. Imagine, if we had the power to act as they do. We would all stick together, expand, fight our enemies, and simply survive. Those little cancer cells, might know something, we don't. It's called, self preservation.