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I’ve spent most of my evening talking to a girl who’s still in school, who should be concerned about superficial things, who should be dancing around, but instead she talks about Peter Mac, the fact she can’t have radiation, and other limitations in her life. All because she has cancer in her knee. It was misdiagnosed as Arthritis, so has spread more than it needed to.
I was very good. I talked about treatments, cancer perks, wheelchair perks (she uses mobility scooter at times), the book she’s writing. And not a single tear. Now that shindig has ended and I’m back home, I’m sitting in my car, gathering courage to get inside my empty house (it usually takes half hour), I can’t help but shed tears. How unfair this is! What a terrible disease it is! How it is destroying childhoods, adulthoods, marriages, families! And no one but the sufferers and their families truly understands the impact.
This Christmas maybe include a little gift to one of the Cancer charities? We support ACRF, Cancer Council, and Cure Brain Cancer. Hopefully one day Cancer will just be historical disease.