DeepGreenEyes
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Yes, fuck you cancer.
My sister in law passes away 5 years ago at the age of 37 from lung cancer. She was diagnosed in May and in August when she passed it was easier to list where it was not. The doctor said it was the most vicious cancer he had ever seen. She left behind two boys 10/8 at the time who are now in the custody of their drug addict loser father who is collecting $2500 a month in his wife's SS death benefits.
On the day of her funeral, my father in law who had tests done two weeks prior was diagnosed with cancer.
Since he has had FIVE surgeries and rounds of chemo and radiation. His liver, kidney, colon have all had sections removed. He had part of his stomach and esophagus done two years ago and still has days where all he can keep down is ensure shakes.
MY mother in law has had 4 surgeries for it, Pancreas(but non pancreatic) Liver, lung and guess what? she just had her 6 month check up and her markers are up.
Now my wife and they grew up in East Boston. The tunnels the airport it is one of the highest rated cancer areas in the country.
MY wife says don;t worry I married the healthy one (she also left Boston at 18) but I would be lying to say I am not paranoid.
So yeah, fuck you cancer.
As an added note based on my "religious preference" I will also add fuck the concept of a "merciful" god as well.
I've not had as much experience with cancer as some of you (thank who/whatever!), but some - losing three family members and an in-law to it over the past 35 years or so. However, for each of those four, it was a process that cost them much of their dignity at times, and caused them more (unwelcome) pain than any sadist might dish out over a lifetime, and caused their family members a great deal of emotional pain and grief. So I'll add my voice to this chorus, near-tone-deaf as I might be:
Fuck.
You.
Cancer.
On behalf of my cousin's husband, my aunt, my parent's best friend, my friend's mother, and many others:
Fuck you, cancer, and the fucking cancerous horse you fucking rode in on.
My roommate from college was diagnosed with bone cancer 2 years ago. She has been through chemo and radiation. She is now at a point where the cancer has spread so widely that chemo would do more harm than good.
She will die. She has accepted this and so must I. Meanwhile, we will try to enjoy the time we can share together.
Fuck you cancer!!!
Cancer is such a cruel and relentless thief that has taken far too much from people I love. So, yeah... FUCK YOU!
And for the victims and the hearts that love them posting here, big squishy warm hugs!
I did my first mammogram a year and a half ago. When I got the appointment by mail I had just been to the funeral of a good friend, who died of what started as breast cancer, not yet 50 and leaving a few kids 11-19 behind.
This year when I got my appointment they had just canceled the last few chemo appointments for my mother because the treatment almost killed her.
She's almost done with radiation now and the think they got it all, but it's already the second time for her.
Both my mammograms came back clean and I'm in a research program trying find out why som people who are predisposed to get breast cancer do get it, while others don't.
That's my way to say:-Fuck you cancer!
I've had cancer. It sucks. I love Gilda's Place. I hate the survivorship hero mentality as well as some cancer npo's who have made money off cancer awareness campaigns but do nothing to actually help those with cancer. I've learned about friendship and who to count on and I've made some great friends. I've learned not to accept everything a doc says because he's a cancer specialist such as you're only getting low dose radiation..You shouldn't have any side effects. Geeze.
Third stage breast cancer. My lady friend is through with chemo, and they are letting her take a month break before the radiation.
She's going to survive but she is so diminished. Her wit and and humor have been muddied-- Chemo stirred her brains with a stick.
Fuck that shit, fuck it.
Can you FEEL the hatred in this holy place??
Come forward, brothers and sisters, and be BATHED in the cleansing bile of hatred!
My favorite aunt passed away this morning from cancer. She was an amazing woman who loved everyone fully and with all her heart.
I love you and will miss you always Aunt Darlus.