"Knock Knock." "Whose there?" "Mortality."

"What the. ...?" Eyes wide. Jaw dropping.

"Sorry but, You have the wrong person." I say sternly.

"Are you Kathi McGunnigle?" it asks, glancing at a tattered scroll.

"Yes." I respond hesitantly.

"You're on the list." It says, kindly, looking me in the eyes.

"Listen, you are really early. I wasn't expecting you for 20 or 30 years.

I think there's been a mistake. I'm too young and I feel really healthy."

Looking down at the list, looking back up at me, it shrugs it's shoulders.

There is an awkward pause.


I still have songs to write and sing!

I have a young dog to raise!

My husband and I haven't been to Greece or the Rockies yet!

I want to meet Paul McCartney!"

There is another awkward pause.

"Ok." it says. I'll swing back around later."

Here's where I run to an Oncologist.( NYU Dr. Anna Pavlick https://nyulangone.org/doctors/1255332839/anna-c-pavlick)

Here's where I change everything.

Now after surgery,(thank you Dr. Erica B Friedman) I start Immunotherapy.

No chemo. No radiation. (Yay)

My part.

I am committing to a raw diet for the next 90 days, at least.

I've been told developing cancer isn't my fault BUT I think you are what you eat.

I want my body to be inhospitable to cancer so I will flood it with cancer fighting veggies


and step up my spiritual practice of SGI Buddhism. www.sgi.org.

Maybe it's me just wanting a little control.

I have nothing to loose and everything to gain.

This is my blog about my experience with Metastatic Melanoma.

It is meant to help others and myself go through this journey together.

The support and kindness of everyone has meant EVERYTHING to me.

So strange to be going through this deeply personal health crisis while Covid 19 exploded and the tragedy of

George Floyd's senseless murder and subsequent uprising. I wish I could go to the protests. I am there in spirit.




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