I lost my mother to cancer when I was 7yrs. old she was 28, the treatments available at the time were not very good, my father contracted throat cancer at age 61, he never smoked, for him the treatments were way more advanced, he lived to 81, I miss them both, for us, all of us who have this disease we have a good chance to live longer lives, hang in Edna, I for one will to what I have to do to hang around a little longer and piss more people off, and I'm sure you will too, I mean you will be around to watch me piss people off, when they stab me, I think of you Edna, I know this is no fun, but I gladly take what laughs I can get out ot it, I'll be thinking of you a lot for the next few weeks.
Thank God for knowledge! I understand. My grandfather died from lymphoma back in the days when there was not much to do. It robbed me from a relationship I would have loved to experience.
I'm hanging in there. Sometimes, I just coast, letting God handle it becuase I sure can't. My surrender is intentional; knowing it is in better hands with my Father. It's been a blessing watching the ride from the outside in.
Hehehehe, I am sure I piss a bundle of people too. I'm good at that. Just ask Mark! I'm humbled you think of me when you get stabbed. I know I hated it. I cried. Those times were years back. I'm on a clinical trial now and I drink it every 12 hours. It's no margarita but it's kept the tumor from getting any bigger. I must be thankful for that AND it beats the needles (especially when I had to get stabbed several times to find a vein).
Jon, I'll be thinking of you and praying for you.
Be blessed my friend,
Edna