The Fly that Saved My Life

Just over three years ago, the fly that saved my life bit me on this spot. I cursed that fly for six months. But when they found my tumor in January 2023, I was pretty thankful that it bit me. I am now 2 1/2 years into treatment. Without that fly bite, I probably wouldn’t be in treatment at all right now. But the cancer would’ve kept growing. One more bone marrow, biopsy result of zero and I’ll get that little bastard tattooed on my thigh. Ha ha!