The Cancer Couch

Having been lucky enough to have been pulled from the abyss, so to speak, but having been briefly forced to contend with a Stage 4 diagnosis, and have it hanging over my head, I will never, ever forget or leave behind those who are living with this stage of the disease. Those whose young children, friends, parents, spouses and siblings have to cope with the “average prognosis” of this stage and the unending treatments.