My first blog entry

No, I don’t blog.  I can’t believe I actually have a blog.  But, yep, I had cancer.  So here we go.

I know this will come as a surprise to a lot of you.  I got the word on August 25th 2007 that I had throat cancer.  Stage Four. There’s not a Stage Five.  I saw a number of doctors. I was told to get my affairs in order.  You know the drill. I headed into the usual treatments even though the prognosis wasn’t good.  I was about to head into seventy sessions of radiation.  they’d already fitted me with a lead mask and yanked out some teeth.

And then Cher told me about The Klinik.  The Saturday after Thanksgiving-- the Monday before my first radiation blasts-- I  stopped the treatments here in L.A. and headed off to Europe.

That’s where I spent Christmas.  And New Year’s.  Lying in bed with IVs in my body and feeling like, well, you know the drill.  Bottom line is I’m still here.  The cancer isn’t. 

And that’s how this movie got started.  Again, we’re not out to make the American medical system look bad. You already know that drill, too. 

But we do want to show that if you’re not satisfied with your prognosis or your treatments, there are alternatives. And it’s a lot different than than 30 years ago when my uncle Keenan Wynn’s motorcycle buddy Steve McQueen went down to Mexico for laetrile and other “cures.”

Uncle Keenan  died of pancreatic cancer. He also went to Mexico looking for a cure.

That’s all part of the story we’re telling in this movie.

It’s not all about me.  But I am around to answer questions. i’ll also keep you up to date on my maintenance treatments and look back on what I went through in the past year. I’ll be keeping you up to date on the progress of this project.  So keep in touch.

Brett