12 years ago I was diagnosed with stage I breast cancer, treated and told I would be fine. After 5 years of remission you're cured, right? wrong! Flash forward to last year and I'm diagnosed with a recurrence. The problem is that now it's stage IV. Hey, I don't want to skip those other ones!
So now my life is about alternatives. Alternative treatments, alternatives to doing things the usual way, alternatives to dying-you know- alternatives to the unacceptable.