In January of 2004, one month after my surgery, my wife Micah and I went to the cancer clinic for the first time.
It didn’t go so well.
I had already decided against chemotherapy after researching successful alternative therapies.
To my dismay, my decision was not well received by my wife, family and friends. After many heartfelt and well-meaning “interventions”, I reluctantly agreed to go meet with an oncologist to hear what he had to say.