Kuala Lampur, Feb. 12 -- By the time you read this, I will probably be waiting for or will likely have finished my last "ordinary" chemotherapy session.

The past few days I have been briefly entertaining the notion of just not going.

I know it isn't an option unless I want to die a prolonged and painful death but it's hard not to feel daunted by the many treatments that await me.

It's also really hard to isolate myself from the state of current affairs - the mad leader of the free world, the neverending unrest in the Middle East, the worrying state of public healthcare in Malaysia among other things.

With the weak ringgit and the headwinds in the global economy, I have to face the possibility of my medications costing more.

Worrying,...