Well, the milestone that no physician thought possible–but for which family, friends and patients prayed–is here.
Tomorrow, May 22, 2025, is the fifth anniversary of Dr. Marc Hirsh’s diagnosis of a stage 4 very rare neuroendocrine tumor of the thymus!
Marc doesn’t have a party planned–life itself is enough of a celebration for him.
He and wife Elizabeth–plus Golden Retriever Boondock–recently returned from two weeks of traveling south in their camper van–a trip that seemed impossible five years ago.
Marc clearly remembers how he felt when diagnosed at age 69.
“When I saw that it had invaded into my heart and was in my lung, I was pretty pessimistic,” he recalls. “I was having a lot of trouble breathing, short of breath and in a lot of pain. In the hospital when Elizabeth asked me if it was curable, I told her I probably would be dead in three weeks.”
The “lowest point” emotionally came during his appointment with an oncologist at Johns Hopkins, where Marc was “very hopeful” he would learn something optimistic.
Instead, the doctor recommended an extremely toxic chemotherapy regimen which had “no data that it was curative.”
“I still have the oncologist’s report…and it said that if I didn’t do what they said, I’d be dead soon.”
But Marc refused the recommended treatment.
“I knew how incredibly toxic it was and I knew how weak I was,” Marc explains. “I knew how immuno-supressed I’d be and we were in the middle of COVID. I likely would have had to spend a lot of time in the hospital and the virus easily could have killed me.”
Instead he devised his own protocol of radiation/hormone therapy/oral chemo and what had been a grapefruit-sized tumor was the size of a lime at his check-up last year.
Last week on their trip, Marc celebrated his 74th birthday with a quick stop to purchase the “State Dessert of Maryland.” 
“I bought myself a Smith Island Cake and I froze it and am eating a piece every day,” he confesses with a smile.
Elizabeth added that “he’s eating it all by himself” as she gave up sweets decades ago!
Marc says the realization that he might not quickly die from the cancer has dawned slowly.
“After about two or three years of (the tumor) being completely stable or slightly smaller. I started thinking I might actually be cured and there’s no active tumor left,” Marc explains.
“But I’m under no illusion,” he continues, “that the cancer definitely will never come back. I have a check-up June 10 so we will see how it looks.”
In the meantime, he has joined the local senior center’s twice-weekly over-60 basketball league.
“My wind is not what it used to be and the games are pretty intense and exhausting, but I’m enjoying it.”
When I asked Marc if he had any encouragement for those facing daunting health circumstances, he replied: “No matter what the so-called experts say, there are exceptions to generalities.
“Keep living for the moment, each day, each hour, each minute, and try to find meaning and joy no matter what the situation.”
Marc, who for 30+ years has shared his faith as a Jew who believes in Jesus as Messiah, says his diagnosis reminded him that others would see whether his actions were consistent with his words. 
“I knew I had the opportunity to be courageous and to live life to the fullest,” he adds. “I could be an example of how to deal with what life hands you.”
(Life has handed Elizabeth a challenge, too, as she was diagnosed in 2023 with Parkinson’s Disease and needs Marc’s assistance with tasks she no longer can do.)
And at this 5-year milestone, for what is Marc most thankful?
“I’m incredibly grateful to God that He allowed me to be here for Elizabeth after all she’s done for me.”
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Open in your browser to hear Rich Mullins, Marc and Elizabeth’s favorite Christian artist, sing “Awesome God.” It seems appropriate on this 5-year “Cancerversary” to acknowledge our awesome God, and Rich sitting at the piano sharing a little about his faith before he sings reminds me of what Marc has done at our prayer support group concerts for the past three decades.
tube thanks to Dee’s excellent management of his liquid nutrition.
When I asked Tom what got him through the treatments and recovery, he quickly mentioned Psalm 145.
“I like to be in touch with the Lord all the time, but especially during a trial of any kind, I always feel closer to Him,” she says. “I realize He’s right there with me and it brings a smile and a peace.”
My dear friend Carmen grew up with an angry, abusive father, whom her mother divorced when Carmen was about 11 or 12. As she looks back on her rough childhood, she believes she suffered from undiagnosed clinical depression from her teens through early adulthood.
“I looked up and said ‘I deserve better than this!’ and that gave me the strength to leave him.”
So we walked to the far side of the store and down the last aisle. Near the end, Mom stopped at a big display of Ohio State paraphernalia.
I’m a newspaper reporter-turned-author. And I’m a passionate encourager, but always a truth-teller. I worked for nearly two decades in a unique position as a patient advocate in my oncologist’s office and the Cancer Prayer Support Group I founded in 1991 is the country’s oldest such faith-based group.