I decided to take to the open road and have a break. A couple of days of not worrying about upcoming blood tests and tumor markers. Throw caution to the wind and take a gamble on life. There it was, stretched out before me. Oh sure, it's no Paris, no Tuscan villa, no New York City . . . but it sure seemed like it was all those rolled into one. One smoky, loud, bright, raucus version, that is.
I wasn't even day dreaming of dollar signs or mingling in the hip party scene (even she was there too). I kept wondering if all that smoke would affect my upcoming chest x-ray and lab work. Yep, I can totally leave the cancer behind me. Right.P.S. Please go give your best healing wishes to Cancer, Baby. She could use them right now.
