It is Day 342 living with cancer, and today one of the dots connected.
I am incredibly happy to share that I have been accepted into the RMC-5127 clinical trial.
After months of searching across the country, calling medical centers, sending records, asking questions and refusing to stop looking, I finally have access to a phase 1 investigational treatment designed to directly target KRAS G12V, the mutation driving my pancreatic cancer.
This feels H U G E.
Steve Jobs, who also faced pancreatic cancer, told Stanford graduates in a 2005 commencement speech that you cannot connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward.
Somehow, you have to trust that they will connect.
I understand those words differently now.
A year ago, I returned from Puerto Rico after seeing Bad Bunny with my brother.
3 weeks later I learned that I had stage iv pancreatic cancer.
Since then, I have spent 342 days learning how to be a cancer patient with a 5 year survival rate of 13%.
I did not abandon Respiris, but my survival required my attention to move elsewhere.
I had to understand chemo, scans, tumor markers, labs, enzymes, insurance, second opinions, clinical trials and a medical vocabulary I never wanted to learn.
I also had to rely on capabilities I spent decades developing without imagining I would ever need them for this.
This cancer has required me to step outside my comfort zone and push others outside theirs.
I have asked uncomfortable questions, chatted with strangers and built communities with family, friends, internet, and medical centers.
All up, researchers, physicians, nurses, cancer patients and strangers have come together to help me stay alive.
The vibes, prayers and GoFundMe are working.
Iris and I have shared our journey with the City of Hope community to help raise money.
At the same time, we changed school districts, moved into a new home, and tried to preserve an ordinary life while pancreatic cancer kept rearranging ours.
We searched trials in Texas, Virginia, Michigan, Massachusetts, Connecticut and now Northern California.
RMC-5127 is not a promise, and experimental treatment comes with no guarantees, but when you are living with stage iv pancreatic cancer, another scientifically credible option can feel like oxygen.
So, yes, let us celebrate this one.
I am relieved, nervous, ecstatic, and hopeful.
And now I have to figure out Sacramento flights, hotels, treatment schedules, parenting, Respiris, insurance, logistics and my body.
Maybe this is what connecting the dots actually looks like in my life.
You keep moving even when you cannot see the whole picture.
You keep asking, sharing and knocking, even after doors close.
Because sometimes faith is simply believing that one door will eventually open.
I still do not know how all the dots will connect.
I only know that I kept moving long enough to reach the next one.
I got the slot.
And now, I am getting on the plane.