My Choice To Live: Part II

Last week, Jay Michael revealed his stage 4 cancer diagnosis in "My Choice to Live: Part I" on the Splash blog. Here, he continues his story... For most of my life, I have set lofty goals -- often very far-reaching goals that really pushed me to perform. My main goal in high school was to get the highest grades I could while doing as little work as possible -- admittedly, not an impressive goal. I made it my mission to find a way to move to London at 18, a city I was certain was my next hometown although I had never even been once; I celebrated my 18th birthday with a bunch of international students living in a breathtaking 17th-century dorm at a London college. Mission accomplished. I learned about international policy and met firsthand with religious difference. I set my intention on landing a role at CNBC Europe and, after a few big letdowns, I was soon a valuable asset within the organization. They offered me a visa to stay overseas (a golden ticket to an American in London). I set big, ballsy goals and, for the most part, I consistently met them. Today, my goals are small but ever mightier. For example, at night when I need to use the loo -- which, during chemotherapy, is a five- or six-times-a-night sort of occurrence -- my goal is to first, slowly and carefully, make it to the dresser, where I hold on tight and take a few seconds to catch my breath and balance. The next goal is to take six steps to the toilette. My day is made up of these small goals -- sort of baby ...
Source: Healthy Living - The Huffington Post - Category: Consumer Health News Source Type: news