I realize that nearly everyone has been touched by cancer in some way. You have an aunt, grandfather, parent, child, sibling, or maybe even you’ve faced the battle.
Lately it feels like everywhere I turn someone is being diagnosed.
A’s cousin (31) has a little girl who is 4. She just gave birth a few months ago. She had had some “symptoms” throughout the pregnancy, but of course it was all chalked up to routine pregnancy symptoms. Shortly after the baby was born she still wasn’t feel great – the doctor’s kept saying it was a bad reaction to the anesthesia. Two months after her baby was born she found out she was FULL of cancer. She was immediately bed-ridden on strong narcotics to help with the excruciating pain. She died, in the hospital, less than six weeks after she was diagnosed.
My cousin, as I have mentioned here before, is almost 34. His wife just gave birth to beautiful twin boys. They already have two adorable children – a little girl and a little boy. Just after they found out they were having twins they found out that my cousin was diagnosed with Stage 4 Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. He had just finished school and a work placement, but of course did not have any insurance. He had to travel across the province for treatment for a number of weeks. Finally they were able to administer his treatment locally. But it’s a rough road ahead.
A friend from high school (she’s 28, too) was trying to have a baby with her husband. They had two miscarriages. She got pregnant a third time. Upon finding out she was pregnant with this child she shortly found out she also had cervical cancer. It was recommend that she terminate the pregnancy and immediately undergo treatment. She declined and is due in November. She’ll likely start treatment following the baby’s birth.
These are all stories within the last six months. I know the world is a big place and there are thousands of similar stories...but can I just send out a gigantic, world-size F@#%-YOU to cancer?