Over the past year and a half, I’ve lost numerous friends to cancer; colon, throat, breast, prostate, esophageal, lung and liver. And each time someone has passed away, I’ve wondered why them and not me.
It’s been over eight years since my last chemotherapy treatment, and three years, according to oncologists, that I have been cancer free. There appears to be no “rhyme or reason” for one person succeeding with their battle with cancer and the other doesn’t make it. While writing this, there are five friends who currently have different stages of cancer. The odds are that two out of the five will not make it, although each of their oncologists has said their chances were 50/50 or better. Though I know each one of them desperately wants to live, there is the lack of “never, ever, quit” in two of these cancer sufferers. And there is another that is half and half as to whether he/she wants to live.
Experiencing surgery, chemotherapy and/or radiation is very difficult no matter what type of cancer it is, so difficult for some that they would rather give up and get it over with rather than fight (It is their choice and I will not judge their decision). It takes energy to fight, something cancer takes from us during our battle, but in many cases if the cancer sufferer would just keep pushing and fighting and get through the worst days, there can many times be a remarkable recovery.
As I’ve said before, I believe with all of my heart that the will to live is so powerful that it allows our spirit to overcome anything, even cancer. So please, keep a positive attitude and never, ever, quit.