I was in isolation/quarantine for 6 months from chemo, and not knowiing my cancer status was with stage 4 tonsil cancer that was left off with unfinished treatment was the worst, so I had plenty of time I to think what the cancer was doing to my body. Finally 8 months later, I had a PET, and all the cancer was gone, but I continued to wonder, until finally I did have a recurrence, my dreams dreams finally came true! After several bouts, I got tired thinking about it, and moved on, probably after being more active in another hobbies, but I still kept trying to be informed by studying this disease, the side effects, and anything about to keep ahead of the beast. I guess it's fear of the unkown we fear most. I guess I met most of my fears, and fear no more. Cancer slapped me around alright lol, but I'm not turning the other cheek, I was knocked down once, really I fell to my knees, and I got back up, and I may have cancer, but cancer doesn't have me anymore.