I woke up the morning after the Superbowl with a terrible cough and hacking. My head felt like a basketball being bounced on a concrete court. The headache was probably from mixing beer and whisky but the cough and hacking up green slime lasted for 3 days. The 4th day I felt fine. That was in early February before their was so much hullaballoo over the China Virus
Well I have recovered enough to write a few words. Probably not enough to get the whole story out. More or less I have an incurable brain cancer. Covid didn't give this to me but certainly exposed it. My prognosis is extremely limited. There are some experimental treatments that I am going to sign up for but worst case is 15 months. Best case is I get a full life. Anything in between is a successful trial.
words are not the best vehicle, but prayers, well wishes, and godspeed.... here's hoping for the best for you and your family! You are a great example of courage under fire, and i am humbled by your spirit, as I would be blaming everyone and flailing about... thank you
Not sure words mean a lot, but I wish you well, but more importantly, peace. Prayers are sent. Keep on keeping on.
Very sorry to hear that. My best wishes to you and your family for the time ahead. You will be in my thoughts.
As has been said earlier words mean little in this but know you’ll be in my prayers. There always hope especially with advances in treatment today. Hang in there and let us know how you are. Everyone will be praying for you.
