Feb. 18, 2006. That is the two year anniversary of my MOAS (Mother Of All Surgeries) and I am still alive. That's a good thing.
Even though there have been a couple of small scares, for the most part, everything is OK.
I'm hesitant to say great, because my scans have been "stable" but not necessarily "clean". "Clean" would be great, but as far as I'm concerned, "Stable" is pretty darn good.
Because this cancer is rare, I only know a few people who have survived for 5 years or so. With the advances made though, if caught early enough, I believe that more and more people will be surviving longer and longer. I just continue to pray I will be one of them.
