Being diagnosed with cancer and battling this deadly disease in today’s society is no longer a death sentence, but no matter how long we survive and enjoy life there is always the possibility of a reoccurrence. And though it is something none of us who have battled cancer dwell on, and even as we do our best to keep our adversary in a remote section of our minds, it is still only a thought away.
August 10, 2015 represented nine years since my last cancer surgery, nine years of survival and enjoying every new day with family and friends. Not only am I thankful for these nine years, but I intend to have many more. Were there days that weren’t so good? Absolutely, especially when an unexpected “chemo day” arrived. But on these days I recognized them for what they were and did my best, with Debbie’s help, to be more active. Actually, she recognizes a “chemo day” before I do and knows to give me that extra push. Although it is hard to do, especially with fatigue, activity on a “chemo day” is much better for me than inactivity.
For those who have just been diagnosed with cancer, please stay strong, weigh all of your options and follow what you feel in your heart that feels right for you. And for those of you who could be facing a reoccurrence, please remember that life is precious, and every breath we take beyond what we are told we have is a small victory over cancer, and every small victory will eventually lead to a cure for cancer.
Yes, some will not survive this fight, but none of the losses are in vain. So why do some survive and others lose their fight with this disease? Is it because they are weak? Not a chance. To battle cancer is as tough as what we battled in Vietnam. We did not quit the fight there (it was our government that quit for us) and we do not quit our fight with cancer.
Cancer really does suck. So, no matter how tough it gets; never, ever quit.