I too, love/hate Sloan Kettering. Obviously, I hate them because the only times I was ever there was when my dad was sick and dying. BUT I love them because they pulled off a near-impossible surgery – removing a football-sized tumor from my dad’s abdomen that had tied itself into his pancreas and had wrapped around a major artery. They gave me another few years with my dad and for that I will be eternally grateful.

Still and the same, I hate ‘em.

Alls I’m tryin’ to say, yo, is that I’m right there with ya’.

OH AND BTW, I FRICKIN’ MISS YOU! YAY REMISSION!