Much as I doubt that anyone is still following this blog, I feel that it has become: a) a confessional for me, b) a record of living with MF, again, for me, and c) something that someone may stumble upon, perhaps long after I'm no longer here, while looking for information and resources for living with MF. Throughout the three years of living with this particular blood cancer, my mind has been all over the place, settling on something one minute and then casting it aside and going in another direction minutes later. I guess that's what happens when you live with a disease that's designed to take your life, and if you're the sort of person who spends far too much time processing it, and perhaps more pointedly, overthinking it. Two months into 2024, I've come to an odd, but somehow comforting conclusion: My disease and I are going to make an agreement. I've decided that I don't want to pursue a stem cell transplant. In truth, I don't actually want to liv