People keep asking me where I got the name “Uncle Joey” for my tumor(s). Fair question.

The answer? An alcohol induced conversation with the ever so funny Ryan and Natalie shortly after I found out about Mr. Joey himself. As all good tipsy conversations go, we found ourselves on the topic of the epic 80’s show near and dear to all of our hearts – Full House.

They had 3 dads. I also have three dad (boobs)! Two boobs and one extra boob growth. The good breast is *obviously* the hot hot hot Uncle Jesse from “Jesse and the Rippers” fame. The other? He’ll be boring old Danny Tanner. No flavor. He’ll be silicone soon. After we get rid of “Uncle Joey” – you know “CUT IT OUT”

Seems ridiculous now, but it made sense at the time and I’m sticking with it. I’m ordering as many weird shirts as I can find for chemo.

So folks – that’s the story.