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I guess it's time to join this blog.
Father in Law is in Stage 4 bladder cancer. Pissing blood and totally fucked in the pain department. Fucking Dr. won't admit it's hopeless and fucking medicare won't pay even the slightest bills without fucking calling them. I hate begging a system to find mercy for his wonderful soul.
Left wondering how to deal with the pain the whole family will feel when it really ends.
I guess it's time to join this blog.
Father in Law is in Stage 4 bladder cancer. Pissing blood and totally fucked in the pain department. Fucking Dr. won't admit it's hopeless and fucking medicare won't pay even the slightest bills without fucking calling them. I hate begging a system to find mercy for his wonderful soul.
Left wondering how to deal with the pain the whole family will feel when it really ends.
After 5 longs years of bravely fighting, Mom passed quickly at home last night. It is a consolation that all that mattered were here to send her off, but the house is SO quiet now.
She was my roomie for 11 years, and I'm really going to miss her.
FYC in spades
I guess it's time to join this blog.
Father in Law is in Stage 4 bladder cancer. Pissing blood and totally fucked in the pain department. Fucking Dr. won't admit it's hopeless and fucking medicare won't pay even the slightest bills without fucking calling them. I hate begging a system to find mercy for his wonderful soul.
Left wondering how to deal with the pain the whole family will feel when it really ends.
It's remarkable in such a terrible way just how many of us have our lives affected by that word, whether it is ourselves, friends or acquaintances, and most surely loved ones. There are battles with it that are fought, some are won, some are not and some are just delayed to be fought again another day. Yet you are always there, seemingly omnipresent, in the shadows, waiting to surface. Why don't you just fucking go away permanently...
Fuck You Cancer!!!!
*************After 5 longs years of bravely fighting, Mom passed quickly at home last night. It is a consolation that all that mattered were here to send her off, but the house is SO quiet now.
She was my roomie for 11 years, and I'm really going to miss her.
FYC in spades
I guess it's time to join this blog.
Father in Law is in Stage 4 bladder cancer. Pissing blood and totally fucked in the pain department. Fucking Dr. won't admit it's hopeless and fucking medicare won't pay even the slightest bills without fucking calling them. I hate begging a system to find mercy for his wonderful soul.
Left wondering how to deal with the pain the whole family will feel when it really ends.
hugs are really really good. thank you both.
one more hug! thank you
and right back at you with the hugs for the loss of your friend. it's shocking to me what people can endure. do these things happen for a reason? is it random? i don't think my guy got ALS for any reason, just as i doubt your friend was hit so many times by cancer. but i do believe they were (are?) in our lives for many special reasons. i feel the same as you, babyslave -- i was so lucky he was in my life.
little moments, glitter, happy posts - i come here for distraction. instead, i end up with
thanks, everyone.
2 yr cancer survivor....fuck cancer
Wow Im amazed at how many people here remind me of me---lost the love of my life in march--qnd still trying to at least level the roller coaster. As much as it pains me to see all the others here dealing with same issues.......nice to know so much of what Im feeling and what we went thru isnt so uncommon....bless y'all
FUCK CANCER!
Hey Cookie...sending you hugs and continual strength in the quiet moments when you miss him the most. I have not forgotten your struggle without him and I continue to keep you in my thoughts and prayers...
Haven’t posted in awhile, had a biopsy scare while in remission. Luckily, it came back negative but it was not a good feeling thinking I was going to have to repeat the process
Now t's time for healing. I don't think my wife will ever be the same again.
Going through old photo albums. I had the thought in the future we will scroll through their facebook posts reminiscing.
Today I was cleaning up VM's and heard his voice again. Brought the tears again.
He is gone out of pain but never forgotten.
FYC
Haven’t posted in awhile, had a biopsy scare while in remission. Luckily, it came back negative but it was not a good feeling thinking I was going to have to repeat the process
Thanks for the kind words Cookiecat
Well it's not over yet the stories of his anger and how the pain meds make him emotional are grueling.
He loved me from day one with his daughter and her grief is killing me. I know there is nothing I can say there are no words.
FYC
Wow Im amazed at how many people here remind me of me---lost the love of my life in march--qnd still trying to at least level the roller coaster. As much as it pains me to see all the others here dealing with same issues.......nice to know so much of what Im feeling and what we went thru isnt so uncommon....bless y'all
FUCK CANCER!
2 yr cancer survivor....fuck cancer
Haven’t posted in awhile, had a biopsy scare while in remission. Luckily, it came back negative but it was not a good feeling thinking I was going to have to repeat the process
Sorting through my friend's stuff today. In among all his heavy-metal T-shirts and goth boots I found a beanie with "FUCK CANCER" embroidered on it in pink. Well, we have another friend who can use it :-/
What a heavy-hearted task. I wish you a peaceful day and maybe some chocolate.
Sorting through my friend's stuff today. In among all his books and heavy metal T-shirts and goth boots, a beanie hat friend's house today to help sort through his stuff. In among all his heavy-metal T-shirts and goth boots I found a beanie with "FUCK CANCER" embroidered on it in pink. Well, we have another friend who can use it :-/
Thanks for the kind thoughts. No chocolate, but... he had expensive tastes in footwear, and it turns out we had the same size feet, so his mother told me to take a couple of pairs to remember him by. I'll wear them sometimes and think of him Most of the clothes went to a refugee charity, so they'll be doing somebody good, and he would've approved.
Thanks for the kind thoughts. No chocolate, but... he had expensive tastes in footwear, and it turns out we had the same size feet, so his mother told me to take a couple of pairs to remember him by. I'll wear them sometimes and think of him Most of the clothes went to a refugee charity, so they'll be doing somebody good, and he would've approved.
Going through the stuff is both heart wrenching and heart warming. The memories! I haven't been able to go through some things yet. But I did find a Cabbage Patch Nascar kid, new in the box. WTF? Where did that come from? It made me laugh -- a side of my guy I didn't really know about and wish I had the time to discover.