Well… this is how the story ends.
 
I was having pain from what was my gallbladder. It wasn’t anything server, so I put off the issue until my regular check-up in February. I went in on a Monday to see my doc, she got me an apt with a surgeon on Wednesday, and by Tuesday, I was sans gallbladder. Easy right! While the surgeon was poking around inside me, he did a biopsy on my liver cause you know there was something he saw. Three weeks later, we walked into his office, and I was diagnosed with liver cancer and bile duct cancer. You may be asking yourself, what’s bile duct cancer? Exactly! I had no clue that such a cancer even existed! Well, it’s a super evasive cancer that doesn’t have a shut-off valve. It’s something people in their late sixties who had issues with their liver get. Not a 48-year-old, who doesn’t really drink. As you know, I like to do things all the way - I wanted all the cancer. So yesterday, I went to the oncologist for the first time, and guess what… that little f*cker has spread into both my lungs and is starting to mess with my titties! So now I’m reaching out to my people: friends, family, acquaintances, associates, and strangers. The next few months will suck, and I’m going to need your help. If you can spare some cash, I’d be forever grateful. In return for your in-kind donation, I will send you a customized doodle of your liking. So come up with the craziest suggestions. Sherri once challenged me to draw her sexy broccoli, and I did precisely that. Want a doodle of Mikey mouse being a peeping tom or Santa clause holding up a 7-11. The weirder, the better - it will help me stop thinking about the end game. Send your doodle request. Think of it as an NTF but on paper.