Cancer Sucks
Cancer sucks. It pisses me off. It has taken/affected cousins, aunts, uncles, mentors and friends from me. I am 32. For me, it's so hard to comprehend. So, now that my Dad's first cousin's husband is up against it, I find myself focusing on this crappy disease once again. It's amazing to me that we have found cures for so many other diseases, but we can't solve so many types of cancer.
Now, let me make a very personal interjection here. In 1976, my mother developed Hodgkin's Disease. Thankfully, specialists at Stanford helped to treat her and save her life. I never met them, but I am eternally grateful. So, why was she spared, and so many others have succumbed? My Uncle, an incredibly educated doctor, explained to me, "It's just bad luck."
Bad luck, huh? I guess you could say that. After all, our cousin's husband was cracking jokes with us two nights before he became sick. He was playful with us. He picked on the server (in good fun). He showed every sign of life. Just two days later, he became very sick. Just like that. No warning. No fun. Just a giant load of that "bad luck".
When there are Races for the Cure, or events for the American Cancer Society, or other events to help victims and survivors of cancer -- I strongly urge you to learn more about them and become involved. Truly, if we start to focus more of our energy on the cure, it may happen in my lifetime... and I may not have to see family members, mentors and friends die because of this awful disease.
Indeed, cancer sucks.
Now, let me make a very personal interjection here. In 1976, my mother developed Hodgkin's Disease. Thankfully, specialists at Stanford helped to treat her and save her life. I never met them, but I am eternally grateful. So, why was she spared, and so many others have succumbed? My Uncle, an incredibly educated doctor, explained to me, "It's just bad luck."
Bad luck, huh? I guess you could say that. After all, our cousin's husband was cracking jokes with us two nights before he became sick. He was playful with us. He picked on the server (in good fun). He showed every sign of life. Just two days later, he became very sick. Just like that. No warning. No fun. Just a giant load of that "bad luck".
When there are Races for the Cure, or events for the American Cancer Society, or other events to help victims and survivors of cancer -- I strongly urge you to learn more about them and become involved. Truly, if we start to focus more of our energy on the cure, it may happen in my lifetime... and I may not have to see family members, mentors and friends die because of this awful disease.
Indeed, cancer sucks.
I watched my uncle die of cancer, a brain tumor actually last year...yeah it totally sucks. My aunt is awesome, surviving each day knowing she did her very best to make each last day with him mean something...but she's here and he's gone....it totally sucks......the good ones always go too quickly.
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Andrea |
8:28 AM