Federico Viticci writes about fighting cancer, and offers perspective on life:
447 days ago, I found out I had cancer.
Last Monday, 445 days after my first scan, my PET scan came back negative. This doesn't mean my journey is over: it means the treatments I have received, chemotherapy and radiotherapy, have been very effective. I will likely get more treatments to "consolidate" – e.g. "wrap up" – everything, but, overall, this is great news. It means I have kicked cancer's ass.
My mother succumbed to cancer in 1998 after a long battle, so I've seen what it does to people.
Viticci is one of my favorite Apple-focused writers, so I'm glad to see him fuck his cancer up.