Do you remember that sing sony B-E-A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E chant? Think camp, color war, cheerleading and oh yes, life!

It has been a grueling week of difficult appointments, emotional meetings, so-called chemo class, and decisions. We have decided to give cancer parts of one year and not a second more. We have decided to be cured permanently. We have decided hold our heads high and be strong (most of the time) and we have decided to fight and take the most aggressive path offered.

We had hoped the week would end with an exact plan but it will be another two weeks. It turns out that doctors agree even less than lawyers! We do know that we will endure 6, maybe 12, months of harsh chemo starting Monday August 1. Jenn will fill in the details once we know them… Cancer is funny with it’s hurry up and wait routine. And when I say funny, I mean NOT funny at all. Cancer could give a Xanax, Ativan, Valium, rum punch shooter an anxiety attack. Jenn had the idea that every time someone says chemo, there should be a shot of tequila. Smart girl…

All of that said, we have decided to run away and go off the grid for a while. With the sunrise, we will be mountain bound for some beautifully peaceful and healing family time. So please do not be angry or frustrated if you don’t hear from us, we will be hiking, playing in rivers, feeding our deer and doing a lot of laughing and smiling. Good medicine if you ask me…

Sending thanks for all your help and messages and as always much love,

jodi alison