"What are my chances?" It was a question I would repeat over and over. But it was irrelevant, wasn't it? It didn't matter, because the medical odds don't take into account the unfathomable. There is no proper way to estimate somebody's chances, and we shouldn't try, because we can never be entirely right, and it deprives people of hope. Hope that is the only antidote to fear.
I am a 34 year old male with a wonderful wife and great 3 year old son (and a great family on the East Coast). On 1 February 2010 I was diagnosed with Stage IV NSCLC. This blog is my way of reaching out to all the friends and family who are helping me beat this beast back.