I was diagnosed with Melanoma one year ago. O took me out for a fancy dinner, complete with a marzipan scroll that says “Happy Cancerversary” on it. And she gave me this awesome trophy. The trophy has a special story. It was one of the props from when Lance Armstrong was on Saturday Night Live. I don’t thing it was actively used — maybe it was an alternate, or just in the background, but it was made custom for Lance. So say what you will about the fact that he was better at covering up his doping than all the other riders who did the same thing, but got caught: the man kicked cancer’s ass. So the base is enscribed “KICKING CANCER’S ASS, 2008-2009.”
It is crazy to think how different life was a year ago. How much I’ve grown. How much violence my body has endured. How drug addled I am. And how much I feel like a different person.