One of my best friends got cancer in 9th grade. He was one of the most incredible human being I have ever had to honor of knowing. Funny as hell and even scored something like a 1500 on the SAT. He handled the disease with a grace and dignity that defied his youth. Sadly he passed away in my senior year of high school.
His life forever changed mine. I have learned to appreciate every day because I know that life is so short and that nothing is guaranteed. For that, I am eternally grateful to him.
I have hated this horrible disease ever since and pray for the day that it is cured.
Relatives drove them to the hospital and tried to prepare them, telling them this might be the last time they saw their mother. They played in the hospital gift shop as their grandmother took them to Leah's room one at a time.
First came Oliver, now almost 2. He walked around the room, eating goldfish crackers and smiling. Leah was too weak to hold him, but a relative lifted him up for a kiss. "Hi, my little man," she said.
What a rough story to read.A Manager at my job was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer in January.I just found out today they sent him home from the hospital,with hospus coming to make him comfortable.That quick it's killing him.He will leave behind 2 small children
When are we gonna be able to cure this horrible disease
[QUOTE=Ruby2;3666793]Heavy stuff. My grandmother just passed away this morning, not from cancer, but still hard to handle.[/QUOTE]
That sucks man, I'm so sorry.
I was close to my grandfather, who died in 1999 from Lou Gehrig's disease. For the last months of his life, he lived in our house, and while I cherished the time I had with him, it was so painful to watch as the disease ravaged his body. First, he lost the ability to walk, and shortly after could not even feed himself. His mind was always there, though, and it was awesome to sit by his bed and listen as he told me the jokes I had heard a million times. I think the thing I remember most vividly was a few weeks before he died. Dinner had just ended, and it was just the two of us sitting at the table. He was struggling to talk, but he whispered to me: "Corey, I hope to God this never, ever happens to you. It's hell."
Also had a close call with cancer with my aunt. About six months ago, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. It seems that she got over it, although it seems you are never out of the woods completely with cancer. A month or so ago the doctors also discovered an issue with her eyes. She had to have surgery and had to keep her head down for a month, I think so the surgery could set. She was pretty depressed, but at least she's alright.
Cancer is just so god damn unfair. I work with an organization called Joshua House Fund -- we build homes for the less fortunate -- and the founder of the group had cancer and got over it years ago. But about three years ago, it came back even worse, and killed her within months. She was one of the greatest people I have ever met. She made such a difference in so many people's lives. I still can't believe she's gone.