Did I say the word hospice? Oops, forgot the explanation. I know it’s such a loaded word with so many negative connotations. This is where I happen to be, and it’s sad and scary.  See, I’m dying. We all are, of course. I seem, as some wonderful people have told me, to have a finer clarity on the matter which may be true only because I’m closer to it. How did I get to hospice? What does this mean for treatment? Etc.

In January I saw my oncologist, after a scan, and it appeared that nothing had changed (no new, no shrinkage of old). He referred me to the UA Cancer Center to determine if there were any clinical trials or other options. At this time, he gave me a prognosis of about a year. Went for other options, and thought about maybe doing a trial, but wasn’t sold on…