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It’s been five weeks or so since we received the test results from mid-June. The blogs that I’ve started since then have touched on gearing up for another fight, doubts and fears, and examinations into my motivations for ever starting the blog in the first place.

This morning brought the moment of truth.  The doctor walked into the room and gave us the quick synopsis of the PET results.

Most of the writing I publish in my Blog has a process.  I work on something, edit it, put it down for a few hours, pick it back up, tweak it a little, find an image that fits with it, copy and paste from Word to the Website, give it one last review and hit publish. ...

I have a confession to make.  I knew almost nothing about cancer prior to my diagnosis.  My knowledge was limited to a lot of people die from it, but quite a few don’t.  Either way, it wasn’t something you wanted to deal with. I can confidently say that...

When I think back to what was going through my mind when I realized I was going to lose my bladder, there was a lot of fear and anxiety with the unknowns involved. No one told me all of the awesome benefits that would come with it.

Saturday February 10th represents the one-year anniversary of receiving the diagnosis.  The one where the doctor told us that he couldn’t promise I’d be here in a year.  Just like my 11th grade wrestling season, I have done everything that I was supposed to do and more resulting in reaching a place that few doctors thought I would be: Still here.

While I was working at an event in a small Texas town over the weekend, I felt a tap on my shoulder.  When I turned, I saw our oncologist smiling at me.  We were about 50 miles away from the clinic where we normally see her.  After asking me what I was doing out there...

In 1986, author James P. Carse published a book titled "Finite and Infinite Games” where a finite game is defined as a contest with known players, fixed rules and an agreed upon objective.  There is a clearly defined endpoint and there are winners and...

Navigating life is nothing more than making constant adjustments to an ever-changing landscape.  Like most people, I’ve dealt with my fair share of change.  In 3rd grade, my family moved across town, and I had to switch elementary schools in the middle of...

In the chemotherapy room at Texas Oncology in the Willowbrook area of Houston, TX, there is a bell with a sign that says, “Hip Hip Horray! Today is my LAST Chemo Day!”  It’s simple.  When you finish your chemotherapy regimen, you get to ring it.  It...