Bones should not look like they fell in glow in the dark paint. Each little lightbulb on those ribs is well known to me…. Declaring a prior broken rib and perhaps a soon to be fracture again. However, G-Diddy declares that this is a “good” bone scan, showing not much progression since last scan, during late summer. The issue, it seems, is the liver. That enormous slimy organ. Seems we have a little bastard trying to assert itself. Being as bold as measuring 3.5 cm, this little asshole has a few groupies of various millimeter dimensions clamoring for attention. So, onward to navelbine. Goodbye Abraxane, I feel like I hardly knew ye. Goodbye fair treating gentle Abraxy (my little nickname for this dear friend). Goodbye ye of letting my hair grow to KDLang length, of letting my skin heal and stop sloughing off, of letting me go to work, and do a trial, and share many moments of happiness with the wife and child. Most importantly, that. It is all about achieving that, at the end. So, here we come navelbine…. May u be an assassin to anything untoward, I’d like to keep my hair, but not a deal breaker. The weight loss you advertise would be welcome. The wife and I are rooting for you Navelbine! We have a vacation to attend!!! We have pictures and moments and laughter that have not yet been had. Give unto ceasar!