Cancer sucks. Chemotherapy sucks. Its like my life has been ripped out from underneath me overnight. Just a tad over a month ago, I was envisioning that at this point I'd be off work and with friends in Poland (prior to shit hitting the fan out East). I had all my final assessments scheduled to raise my rank to Chief Officer... Just a month ago I thought professionally and leisurely my life was on point. Just a month ago I was finishing a 4-month contract on my vessel and really f**king stoked to plow forward.
I thought I was done with this cancer shit, and my yearly routine scan found that its back and spread. Now as a 31-year-old man, I'm back in my hometown, chilling in my childhood bedroom. Thankful my folks are able to help get me through this, as I there is no way I can even drive post treatment, as I'm f**king doped up. However, it is a completely humbling, lifechanging and isolating experience. Almost everyone I know in this town is a piece of shit, I literally have had people hitting me up for money--bitch, I don't even know when I'm able to work again.