I’d have a very different "story" if it weren’t for the tremendous amounts of support I received throughout my cancer journey—which consisted of two years of treatment, one clinical trial, three surgeries, and a total change in lifestyle. Initially, I didn’t tell people about my cancer diagnosis, but once I did, I was showered with unbelievable amounts of support of all kinds. Support I didn’t even know I needed. I truly believe everyone needs a good support system when dealing with a seemingly hopeless situation—even if they don't think so at the time.
Having a support system made me feel loved and blessed, fulfilled and strong. I probably took a different approach than most in assembling my support team, but my tumors were growing at a rate of 30 percent a month, so I had to be efficient. I pushed emotion aside as best I could and went straight into business mode. I strategically put a team of warriors (a.k.a. supporters) together to help me win my fight against terminal cancer, and here’s how I did it: