I arrived in September of 2020 as a small but invasive carcinoma. Though my mass was removed, I linger in her body.

I am a systemic phenomenon. I am here as long as I wish to be. I was ravaged by radiation, but that was just a skirmish against my cells. Good luck getting rid of us.

We wear her down, we cause pain. We steal the life away from her days. We’re here so get used to us. We will attack your good cells and exponentially take them over.

You won’t stop us unless something more powerful than us kills us. We’re optimistic about our survival, but is she? That remains to be seen.