A quick follow up on the previous Keeneland story, which of course is a story for the ages: video of the interview can be found here. A quality piece of art if I may say so myself.
In other awesome news, Kennedy Catholic retired the ol' 37 for me. A true honor from the alma mater, a gesture that I won't soon forget. Pictures from the ceremony are on the Kennedy Catholic Facebook page. I dressed up, dapper as always, and gave a little speech to round out the affair.
Now on to the fun stuff. What's my deal? Like there's no way he's just sitting around letting this disease get the best of him, right? Of course he's not. Literally running around all day and night. I'd be lying if I said I had never considered running the NYC marathon yesterday bandit style just to stick it to the man. The whole bones most likely disintegrating thing held me back...weak excuse I know. Mentally I'm as carefree as ever, which is somewhat dangerous...but perfect for this situation so that's good.
Medically...oh medically. Well, as it stands medically I'm a nightmare. But nightmares are okay because eventually you wake up and it's all back to normal, right? Right. So let's hop on that train, why not? Radiation is over. Dunzo with that. Next step is to find the next step. Right now I'm leaning towards experimental treatment in Mexico. Clinical trials are few and far between, you have to thread the eye of like 7 consecutive needles to qualify for one, and I'm really not feeling most of their protocols (i.e. toxicity levels). Therefore, why not get crafty? It's like Mike Mussina at the very end of his career - you don't need to throw 95+ MPH to get 'em out...there's always another way. Pick your spots wisely and you will be rewarded.
Let's pick a good spot and get rewarded. Later everyone.