Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Cancer. And What it Sometimes Means.
One of my friends is about to lose her husband of forty years to cancer. They found the tumour seven days ago and it will kill him very soon. There isn't any treatment other than pain relief. Another of my friends will shortly begin more chemo for metastatic breast cancer. I can't imagine the horror that any of the people involved will be feeling. I just feel numb. And sick. And a bit tearful. And very, very grateful for all that I have right now, this very minute.
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I'm so sorry Pippa. I wish the government would do something about cancer. It feels like an epidemic. Everybody has either been affected by it themselves, or they know someone who has. The research for a cure and treatments shouldn't be left down to charities, and an already over-taxed population to put their hands in their pockets once again.
Sorry to get all political. I hope you and yours are coping okay x
Oh Pippa I‘m so sorry. I lost my mother prematurely from the disease after a long and drawn out attempt to free her from it. It truly does suck.
I'm so sorry Pippa, {{{{Hugs}}}}.
Thanks you women! I'll keep you updated. x
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