I did not figure on even being in the running but here it is page two and at 68 I seem to be the oldest to post so far.
I was going to complain that I won't be here for long and get some sympathy going.
But this is the third time since the cancer started I have felt I would die within a week.
Announcing such and event and then living on is a faux pas it is hard to recover from. Almost calling the shot incorrectly twice already has me leery of trusting this feeling a third time.
Ten years equals 99% death rate for this particular brand of cancer.
As year thirteen turned into year fourteen last December I had an ultra sound done because of irregularities in liver enzymes plus an unwanted weight loss.
New tumor three years past the due date. Dropped a bunch more pounds and had a follow up ultra sound this month.
The Doctor and I have a good relationship, she smiled when she said I did not have another tumor.
I had five more, bring the total to seven. A new tumor every thirty days this year.
When I couple this accelerated tumor activity with the total weight loss (start weight 235#, current weight 115#, eighteen inch arms down to nine and a half inches), then I feel perhaps a heads up may be in order.
This is the head's up, if I quit posting without an extended rant first then it was not voluntary.
As the oldest responding person to this thread I claim the right to be next one out.
Now that I am on free meds with the Hospice program I have enough disposable income to purchase my 85% to 95% concentrate by the quarter ounce once a month. Whichever is on sale.
There are those who claim my longevity is due to the prodigious amounts of oil I have smoked since the onset of cancer. I blame righteous living.
My claim to fame will be:
"Old guy goes out stoned with humongous grin on his face"
Until that day it is business as usual. I hope this is like the last two panic attacks which would leave me alive almost until September when our snow begins.
PS: Have I really outlasted all the old stoners we used to have?
Pipe up if you are here or I will be sad for you.