I’ve passed the two-year mark with no evidence of cancer.  The half-hour immunotherapy drips will now come just every four weeks; CT scans of the torso will happen every four months; and MRIs of the brain will be six months apart.  Both of my oncologists (the chemo guy and the radiation guy) are pleased, so I am too.

So far, I’d say that I’ve been tremendously fortunate.  (I’m not sure that I deserve it, but I’ll take it. 😎 )