No new growths, no evidence of progression ….the crappy way I have been feeling is treatment related.
Crying my eyes out with joy…. I will live to see another Christmas ❤❤❤
It's times like this when I tend to wander into a sort of salaciously religious haze and will actually admit that, I don't have any problem with god, regardless of his presence or absence of existent. And while we're here, shout out to the rest of the metaphysical plane. How's it hangin'?
The issue does have a bit more of a sting in the context of our mortality though and we can't deny that' has a direct affect on the quality of life. I can explain how I know that . . . someday.
BTW, don't feel like there is any subtext here and that I'm really talking about you. Everything I'll say is just as directly related to the human condition generally as any one human.
However you ARE the reason I bring it up. I'm not sure anyone has made you aware of a truly miraculous treatment for people who might not have as bright a future. But I think it still might be therapeutic, so if you can get some folks to do a little research for you and you're encouraged, pls consider checking it out.
The experiment has involved giving terminal/hospice care patients 2 rounds of psylocin - i.e. the main psychoactive component of psilocybe cubensis. The first trip is so you get a sample which way your particular rabbit hole will go.The next time you'll want your outgoing message to say something like 'whoa, what the hell. Umm, yean. I'm not here. I'm someplace else. Bye now.'
My standup routine aside, so many people have come back from that and they no longer REALLY understand why the rest of us are so afraid of dying. SMH - go figure.
Not sure if folks can still donate but I figured a bump couldn't hurt anyway!
I like that plan.