My blood work came back and my “tumor markers” are below normal, which means I’ve “responded well to treatment”.
Now I never have to talk about cancer again. It’ll be like I never had it… Yeah right! I’m thinking of telling people that my portacath scar is a gunshot wound. (see picture). Gizoogle that!
I survived an IED strike in Afghanistan, but do they call me “Matt the IED survivor”? NOOO!
I’m working on a comedy routine. My friend Bill Reidmann who roasted me at Ass Aid wants me to go do 3 minutes of stand up in Phoenix with him. All my good material is cancer related. I guess I just have to embrace the suck… haha.