That ugly image of the open wound is my thumb. It is but one of the nine cuts that currently reside on my fingers. No amount of topical steroids, bag balm or liquid skin will make them go away.
I am also dealing with pustular acne. At the moment, maybe nine little spots. I am given to understand that it can get a lot worse.
One is supposed to leave this sort of thing alone. However, I dare you to simply walk around with a pus-filled little (thank god for little) lesion on your face. No, my ego is sound but not that sound. Anything with the word pus in it must go.
Fortunately the topical antibiotic seems to help. Help is nice but I’m shooting for eradication.
I share this with you (TMI, I know) because, once again, I feel it is important to stress, illustrate, underscore the hoops that those of us with cancer will jump through just to stay alive.
Yeah, I am thrilled about that 57% response. Beats no response or progression all to hell. However, side effects that include spontaneously splitting finger tips and acne of the pustular variety are their own special form of devil’s stew.
So ye who are naturally resplendent in health, rejoice. And regard, with both compassion and respect, your fellows who endeavor to become healthy through unnatural means.
Yours, in both gratitude and frustration.
Linnea
xo
life and breath: outliving lung cancer 
You are a fighter you will win and beat this deadly Cancer lots of love and blessings for you. I lost my most loveable person to this lung Cancer but I want you to be alive for decades