When someone you know dies from Cancer.”

There are alot of things in this world that I have a hard time trying to grasp.  “Cancer, is one of them.”  It will take the life away from its host, and leave them weak, frail, and in  excruciating pain.  There are  times when this affliction can be detected in time, and be extracted from the body, leaving the person a reprieve for at least the next five years, or maybe longer. 

Cancer has touched my life more than I would wish it too. When I was a young girl, my grandmother came to find out that she had colon cancer. Back then, treatments were primative, and the best way to take the cancer from the body, was to open the person, and remove the growth.  In my grandmother’s case that was not a very good practice to follow. As soon as she was opened, the cancer ran rampant through the body eating it’s way through her bowels, stomach, and further. I remember every day my father would take me to spend time with her. We were so very close, and I did not quite understand what was going on. All, I knew, was that she was very sick. Everyday we spent time talking, cuddling, and being very close. I watched as her as her body, started to become smaller, and smaller. She was a robust lady  in her days, very pretty, and very strong willed.  I must say, that to  this day I am much like her. I spent day after day, watching her go down to a mere ninety five pounds.  I spent six months by her side, and then she was taken to the hospital, where I was unable to see her again.

I was devistated when I heard my aunts talk about how she would beg to be killed, the pain too much for her to stand. I was very sad, and also very afraid. She was my protector, the one who took the time to care, and was there when I would cry, or was hurt. She  made it all better. When I was younger, and sick in the hospital, she was there holding my hand when I woke up. I was so very afraid, and she helped me feel safe.  And, now this pain I did not understand was taking her away. I still have a hard time dealing with the loss of such a kind loving soul. 

when she passed away,  I wanted to die. I cried for days, and would not eat. At the end of three days, my dad and mom, said I could not go to her funeral if I did not eat. That was when I ate, and tried to stop crying.  I could not let them take that away from me. I just had to see her, one last time. The loss was very hard for me, and to this day I have never really recovered from the events.

Since then, I have had friends pass away from cancer, and some who were lucky enough to be diagnosed early. My mom, my dad, my husbands’ mom, a few close freinds, and now a very close freind. He is fighting the demon that has invaded his body.  My husband and I wish we could help take away his discomfort, and the cancer, but we are unable to perform such a miracle. We will be there with our prayers, and assistance if needed. 

Cancer, to me is something our researchers should spend more time working towards a cure.  I would like to tell everyone, to get your check ups, and pay attention to the  things that don’t seem right with your body. See your doctor, and don’t take “ no” for an answer. ” Get tested.” The best cure for right now, till a cure is found, is to catch it early.

Have you had your check up lately?