My paracentsis was Tuesday. I have cycled 24 miles since then quite hard and hoop danced 2 hours non stop. I feel positive the exercise is what keeps me going. So does my doctor. I cycle as hard as I used to drink years ago. I like cycling far better, no remorse in it at all. Friday before my drain, the head of the doctors at the liver transplant center, my doctor told me to notify my family its the end. It wasn't. Sure its coming, it comes to us all. Exercise even if its sitting down in a chair. I can do some serious dancing in a chair. My eyeballs are still very white. I have had liver cancer more than 2 years now. I just want to dig in and enjoy all thats left to me. Being up like this is usually followed by a huge fatigue spell. But if I quit, I am sure my eyeballs will become yellow, breathing very difficult and HE will try to rear its ugly head. I am a mass of cirrhosis. Never give up. I really have almost died 3 times now. Its astonishing how much work and mental stress we all have in our lives. Best wishes to all in this hard fight.