I understand why many keep their health battles private, especially when you are fighting for your life. I didn’t hesitate to share my cancer diagnosis because I don’t want my brothers, family members, or you to go through this. Love -m
I’m not looking forward to starting my fifth chemotherapy treatment tomorrow. My body is beat up, inside and out. I have until tomorrow morning to get my mind ready for this next fight. -m
I’m having a hard time with chemotherapy’s side effects. Tonight’s coughing fit triggered a panic attack. This disease is relentless, and it’s my enemy. As I fight, my weapon of choice is the love that surrounds me, past and present. Love -m
(Juice Crew Reunion 2018, RIP BIZ)
My eyelashes and eyebrows have finally fallen out. This is a wicked journey, and the loss of hair, muscle, strength, time, etc., is part of the deal. I ain’t trippin’ over what I’ve lost. I’m thankful for everything I have. Next up, chemo treatment five on the 26th. -m
I’m currently dealing with the side effects of a white blood cell injection. It stimulates my bone marrow & is painful. My job is to get through the pain. Today, my close friend Myron cleaned up my profile picture. Things like this help me get through the hardest rounds. -m
I finished my 4th chemo treatment. None are easy. Fortunately, I’m surrounded by friends & family who check in & lift my spirits. On one occasion, Chuck D checked in & said, “You are Black Steel,” a reference to his song, Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos. I needed that & now. -m
PET CT Scan Update: The large tumor mass in my stomach is gone, along with the cancer that had spread to my bone marrow. Only a small amount remains. I’m still bald. I’m still standing, and I still have plenty of fight left in me. Love. -m
I’m entering my 4th chemo treatment, and each one takes its toll. I’ve lost weight and muscle mass, but I haven’t lost my mind or my will to get them back. -m