In September 2018, I knew the odds were that I only would live another 3-6 months to live. That wasn’t an intuition. It was my oncologist’s opinion based on his years of medical experience treating patients like me with multiple myeloma. However, I didn’t give in to his dire prognosis. I rejected chemotherapy since my bone marrow cancer was incurable, and I moved into the mode of advocating for myself. There have been ups and downs over the last five years, and I’ve shared them with you because I believe in full transparency. As many of you know, I’m currently dealing with a pretty big setback. I detail my latest battle in this week’s blog post: