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Chemosabe: The web series

chemosabe: The series

Hey Beautiful people! I am proud to announce that next Tuesday we will be launching our new Kickstarter for our Web Series: Chemosabe.

It’s the story of Myles Foreman, who is no longer in remission and has to start treatment again. Myles sees this as an opportunity to reconnect with his sister, friends and himself, oh, and Death just happens to be his best friend.  This is a series not just for cancer patients, but for caregivers, friends and family. Hopefully we will be able  to put a smile on someones face who is currently struggling with cancer.
Please spread the word, I can’t wait to share this with you guys!

 

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Operation: happy happy Joy Joy. Meet Billy Mitchell.

Billy Mitchell, one of the Directors at the Apollo Theatre, tells us what gives him hope.

Operation: Happy happy Joy Joy, takes to the streets of Manhattan to ask random people what gives them hope.
This will be a on going a project, hopefully everyday I will have a new video up.

if you would like to participate yourself, (or send words of criticism) just send me a short video recording and I will post it on your behalf. please email me at stinkywizzleteats45@gmail.com

Operation: Happy happy Joy Joy. Meet Lauren and Danielle

Operation: Happy happy Joy Joy, takes to the streets of Manhattan to ask random people what gives them hope.
This will be a on going a project, hopefully everyday I will have a new video up.

if you would like to participate yourself, (or send words of criticism) just send me a short video recording and I will post it on your behalf. please email me at stinkywizzleteats45@gmail.com

Operation: Happy Happy Joy Joy

I have to apologize to everyone who reads my blog. I have been going through a dark period in my life that has prevented me from updating.

Recently I tried committing suicide, I left my apartment 11:30 at night and took as many pills as I could. Forgetting that harlem apartment is literally 5 blocks away from Harlem Hospital… ( I lose). I didn’t expect a nurse to come to my rescue ( if it wasn’t for her midnight dog walks, I could have gotten away with it!) In all seriousness, I’m getting help for this though.

I know this may come as a shock. Especially, since I’m making a feature film, working on a web series and my play DECOY will be shown in a couple of theaters here in the city.  Recently I was told by someone I cared about, that they couldn’t handle my sickness and could no longer be part of my life.(I’m currently doing radiation treatment) This crushed me, I though, if a friend is saying this, what stake do I have in the future? That statement was the final straw, that lead to this act. Between the treatments and the overwhelming depression side effects. I have been feeling overwhelmed. “Fret not, I have device that will make it all well”

So in the grand style and in the name of absurdity on my blog, I’m going to do a brand new challenge of sorts. Operation Happy happy Joy Joy . Every week I will interview strangers and ask them: what gives them hope, joy and who is that one person in their life they appreciate, but haven’t made the time to say thank you.

if you would like to participate yourself, (or send words of criticism) just send me a short video recording and I will post it on your behalf. please email me at stinkywizzleteats45@gmail.com

I don’t care about quality! film it on your mac, phone, whatever you have and upload it on youtube, make it private or unlisted and send it to me or send it by google drive!

what brings you joy?

what gives you hope

and who is that one person in your life you appreciate, but haven’t made the time to say thank you.

Conversations with my cancer ridden body.

 

Keith: dating is hard, this is ridiculous, the Ratio of Single Men to Single Women in NYC is 53% female and 47% male

Cancer: wait, you counted?

Keith: This is a well-known statistic!

Cancer: Okay, okay, calm down. I feel your pain, I’ve been trying to talk to this white blood cell across the way, but her family just isn’t having it. ::sigh::  

Keith: I see you have taken on some of my unfortunate traits of asking out the wrong people, well not people, but you know what I mean

Cancer: yeah. I do my friend, I do. I wanna go over there and talk to her, but it just won’t work. We come from two different cells

Keith: well technically you both come from bone—

Cancer: Two plasma cells, both alike in dignity

keith: what are you doing…..

Cancer: In Keith’s fair capillaries where we lay our scene, 

Keith: actually white blood cells travel through cap-

Cancer: From ancient marrow break to new mutiny, 

Keith: you’re just going to keep goi-

Cancer: Where dirty cells makes dirty ventricles unclean,

keith: aaand good bye context.

Cancer: From forth the marrows loins of these two cells 

keith: oh I can’t wait to hear the next part.

Cancer: A pair of star-cross’d cytes take their life.

Keith: Oh I get it!  I get it! (fast) because plasma cells are called plasmocytes and white blood cells are called leukocytes. That’s actually pretty

Cancer: -Clever! Yeah I know I made it up.

Keith: you mean, you adapted.

Cancer: No… I  made up, as in

Keith: Cancer!

Cancer: Maybe I didn’t, Maybe I did. We don’t have proof if Shakespeare-

Keith: Cancer… you’re not implying that

Cancer: what, that shakespeare had cancer!

Keith: wait, what!? I wasn’t expecting the conversation to-

Cancer: – I’m just saying that cancer has been around for a loooong time my friend.

Keith: So now you’re saying Shakespeare’s cancer wrote the prologue to Romeo and Juliet? Oh my god, my cancer is a conspiracy theorist

Cancer:  shhhh. (whispers) Think about it.

Love after cancer is as improbable as Sex after marriage.

Man… after all these years i still don’t know the appropriate time to tell someone I fancy, that I have cancer… Being a cancer survivor is a blessing, but finding your love life after cancer, is proving to be as impossible as catchingCarmen Sandiago. Le sigh

Any one else with the same problem?

Conversations with my cancer ridden body

 

Cancer: Whatcha doin?

Keith: Cutting this apple into halves

cancer: you’re funny you think an apple a day will keep the doctor away

Keith: that saying is all wrong. If you need 2 to 3 servings of fruits and vegetables a day I don’t think a single apple is going to do the trick

Cancer: way to ruin my joke Keith, way to ruin it. 

Keith: I’m pretty sure that joke has been around longer than you were diagnosed with being an asshole 

Cancer: f*c* you Keith! Have fun trying to break 6 to 700 calories today!!

 

 

Swearing off to cancer or How I stopped worrying and learned to love my illness

Usually when I tell people I have cancer, there initial response in most cases are “WOW you’re so young” Which it’s true, being diagnosed with an incurable disease a month after your 23rd   birthday is kind of a slap in the face by god.  Especially since 4% of people under the age of 50 are diagnosed with my type of cancer.

What myeloma is, is an incurable blood disease where lesions form along the bone.  I have created this blog to share my humorous stories about my cancer experiences and to encourage other patients to reach out to others and most importantly to live their life.

First of all, I am going to dispel a couple myths about cancer. Not all black guys look good going bald; I really thought I was going to look like Shaft… or Sam Jackson.  please…The only thing I looked like was an ashy uncle fester. And not all nurses are hot. :: shakes head slowly::  Grey’s Anatomy Lied to me! Now, I love my nurses to death, but they all look like that black woman from that old pine sol commercial (you guys remember the one   )::over powering black woman voice:: “ the power of pine sol baby”But my oncologist was gorgeous; she could have told me I had cancer of the puppy, aids or I was white and I still would have smiled, drooled, and said “uh huh”.

On a serious note with out the kindness of strangers I wouldn’t have made it this far. I’m not going to lie and say it has been all bubble gum and happiness. I have had many rocky days, but taking the time to remember the absurd situations of having cancer and seeing first hand the kindness of others is enough to make you believe in the human spirit.I’m curious, what is the nicest thing a Stranger has ever done for you? Whether it’s offer you a Kleenex, or swipe there metro card to give you a free ride. I would love to hear every one stories.I will go first: One of my nurses knew I loved Spider-man so she bought me a comic book Called Spider-Man Reign. It takes place in real time where peter parker is an older man and Mary Jane has died of Cancer, this is a fantastic story with a lot of heart and meaning.I will leave you guys with this; In order to laugh, you must be able to play with your pain.