nurseclynn
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thank you Kerion...this piece of writing is right on and speaks to my heart.
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@Aztecs, way to go! It may take a while for the sense of that other shoe being suspended and ready to drop, but you're past the truly hard part. I'm really happy for you.



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To the people that post on this thread ---
Thank you! Your words, your support, your thoughts, your prayers, and other sentiments helped me through this process. Today, the doctor told me that the PET scan came back clear and the cancer is gone. It still hasn't sunk in yet, I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. This process has been rigorous and tough, but definitely a learning experience.
To those who are fighting cancer or supporting someone who is, focus on the end goal and try your best to not let cancer beat you mentally and emotionally. When initially diagnosed by my doctor, the percentages made me think that I couldn't do it. Having various setbacks during my treatment made me wonder if I should keep battling. However, the support of family, friends, and coworkers made me push forward.
As for those who never dealt with cancer, if ever something seems off with you or not right, see your doctor. I thought I was too young to get cancer, too healthy. However, had a cough that wouldn't go away. I hated seeing doctors but if I didn't, my outcome could have been much worse.
Lastly, to those who have lost someone due to cancer, keep them in your thoughts. Cancer may have taken them from your life, but can't take them from your heart and mind. Met a few of people at the treatment center that passed on, but will never forget them.
Fuck you cancer
Thoughts and prayers for your little girl!!! FUCK YOU CANCER!!!!I have started to post in this thread so many times but i couldnt get it out.
Suffice it to say, "Fuck you, Cancer!"
On behalf of friends i have seen battle it and win, and those that have lost, and my little 11 year old girl who is fighting it now.
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
I have started to post in this thread so many times but i couldnt get it out.
Suffice it to say, "Fuck you, Cancer!"
On behalf of friends i have seen battle it and win, and those that have lost, and my little 11 year old girl who is fighting it now.
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Went for a consultation with a radiation doctor and it seemed like an avenue that I don't want to pursue. Everything about it seemed negative and I think I should just stick with my oncologist saying I'm clear.
As for my lung damage from the chemotherapy, had a breathing test and it is improving.
And a fuck you to cancer. The day I learned it was gone, my friend found out her father's cancer returned.




Hi all. It's been a long time since I've written anything about my fight.
This is my third battle with the cell fucker and I will say it has without a doubt been the hardest, most difficult test of my life. We decided that the only course of action for me would be extremely aggressive treatment. In other words, my very own private hell on earth. I sometime wondered if I made the right choice in fighting again.
Right now I'm doing ok. Better than I have felt in a long while. This is mainly because we are taking a break from treatment while my body heals from the surgery. If I keep improving they are going to remove the J tube, I'm only taking nutrients from it at night now. I'm hoping to never see that sucker again. I've even starting to cook again
I do have an amazing supportive man in my life. So different from the last time. Don't know how I would manage without C in my world.
Positive thoughts and prayers to all.

Went for a consultation with a radiation doctor and it seemed like an avenue that I don't want to pursue. Everything about it seemed negative and I think I should just stick with my oncologist saying I'm clear.
As for my lung damage from the chemotherapy, had a breathing test and it is improving.
And a fuck you to cancer. The day I learned it was gone, my friend found out her father's cancer returned.
Thanks for the update. I agree wholeheartedly that having great support makes all the difference in the world. Not only did I have unyielding support on the home front, but a number of my friends from Lit kept up a barrage of messages with jokes to make me smile, moral (and immoral) support, and inspiration. I would have had a much, much harder time last year without all of that support.![]()
Hi all. It's been a long time since I've written anything about my fight.
This is my third battle with the cell fucker and I will say it has without a doubt been the hardest, most difficult test of my life. We decided that the only course of action for me would be extremely aggressive treatment. In other words, my very own private hell on earth. I sometime wondered if I made the right choice in fighting again.
Right now I'm doing ok. Better than I have felt in a long while. This is mainly because we are taking a break from treatment while my body heals from the surgery. If I keep improving they are going to remove the J tube, I'm only taking nutrients from it at night now. I'm hoping to never see that sucker again. I've even starting to cook again
I do have an amazing supportive man in my life. So different from the last time. Don't know how I would manage without C in my world.
Positive thoughts and prayers to all.

Thank you for deciding to post that. It struck many chords for me.
I also think about mourning clothes...black to purple to grey...look, darkness is lifting off of me, my grief is just a shadow, a cloud following me, but hopefully no longer weighing me down.
I wish it still was a tradition.
Im very sorry for your loss.

Thank you for sharing, K. You always write so beautifully.
Even though my mother is very much alive, I can relate. I feel like I'm not doing being worried right and sometimes feel a little guilty for continuing finding things that make me happy and smile, while my sister is (still) crushed by the news of mom's cancer.
I've just read this...and now I can hardly see to type... my face is soaked in tears...and I thank you for sharing this....it is SO very accurate...![]()
thank you Kerion...this piece of writing is right on and speaks to my heart.

Dedicated to Keroin and Kelly
If you only knew.
If you only knew how true your words are to others.
If you only knew how they reach out and touch us.
If you only knew the feelings they stir,
the memories they bring back,
the tears they release.
If you only knew how true your words are to others.
If you only knew how they pull at our hearts.
If you only knew how they release some of the pain.
If you only knew the wounds they open,
the healing they allow to occur,
the scabs they help to form.
If you only knew how true your words are to others.
You would never second guess your need to post them.
You would never refer to them as 'trite'.
You would never feel doubt in your mind, heart, or soul.
If you only knew how much your words speak to others,
how much they speak for others,
how much they mean to others,
how much they affect and effect.
If you only knew~!
Thank you for having them, writing them, and most of all for sharing them! Apple
Today a friend received Wonderful news and I am overjoyed for him.
Today is also the anniversary of the death of a dear friend's wife.
Today you made me cry for both of them and for everyone I've grieved for recently and in the past.
Today, I thank you for reminding me.....it's okay to grieve.
...and one last thing...You reminded me there is no time limit on grief, no overflow level that says you've met your quota. Today, I shed tears that are eight years old and still as fresh as yesterday!
fyc!
Tonight I got my mother to say aloud, "Fuck you, cancer! I'm gonna kick your ass!"
Huge.
Tonight I got my mother to say aloud, "Fuck you, cancer! I'm gonna kick your ass!"
Huge.
Hi all. It's been a long time since I've written anything about my fight.
This is my third battle with the cell fucker and I will say it has without a doubt been the hardest, most difficult test of my life. We decided that the only course of action for me would be extremely aggressive treatment. In other words, my very own private hell on earth. I sometime wondered if I made the right choice in fighting again.
Right now I'm doing ok. Better than I have felt in a long while. This is mainly because we are taking a break from treatment while my body heals from the surgery. If I keep improving they are going to remove the J tube, I'm only taking nutrients from it at night now. I'm hoping to never see that sucker again. I've even starting to cook again
I do have an amazing supportive man in my life. So different from the last time. Don't know how I would manage without C in my world.
Positive thoughts and prayers to all.
Atta Girl! That is cool!
