Chemotherapy is a terrible, terrible way to get well. It's a treatment that feels like it should be from the middle ages. It sucks everything out of you, the biggest thing being your joy for life. And there's nowhere to go. You only feel okay when you sleep and that's not all that often. You know the times when you're in a hotel room and you have this dream that you're at home? Then you wake up and are a little disorientated because you thought you were home. That happens every morning to chemo-heads only the nausea is what reminds you that you're not home.
What's wrong with choosing Colin Powell or Abraham Lincoln for a hero? Lots more material there.