The good, the bad and the ugly; although this is no Clint Eastwood movie. This is life in the cancer lane, a road you’d rather not travel. A lifelong non-smoker, I was originally diagnosed with non small-cell lung cancer (NSCLC) stage IV (there is no stage V) in late February, 2009, a treatable but incurable form of cancer. My prognosis: “13 months to two years.” At age 54 and a half, to say the news was shocking is an affront to all things shocking. Yet here I sit and write seven-plus years later, alive and reasonably well.
The columns available on this site chronicle my cancer experience. I can’t always say it’s been fun – or funny for that matter, but I have tried.
Read on McDuff.
and on some other days during treatment…