I think that's a great idea. It seems like every time I turn around I hear about someone else having it (an online fannish friend just died a few weeks ago). Srsly, fuck cancer.

It sounds like Misha Collins. Or James Morrison, whose son had cancer (I think he's been cancer-free for a while, now, and they're cautiously optimistic).

Sending positive thoughts for Monday, and all the hideous stress in the meantime.