I remember getting the call from my mom about her being diagnosed with cancer at stage 4.

I will never forget that empty feeling of knowing she was going to die no matter what was done.

 

You and me both. :yes:

Thanks.

 

yeah, she was like 14 when she got it. Kinda sucks, she was so strong throught the whole chemo shit. Like I remember during that time i was sad because of something stupid and then shes there with no hair on her head and shes still got her head high. I went and just cried from that experience. From that day on i learned all the petty bullshit to get worked up over is pointess. Shit could be worse for us. ALOT worse

 

yea. I found out on father's day that my dad had cancer. I was in denial though. I refused to believe that my dad was going to die. It simply wasn't going to kiill my dad. Unfortunately it did. And i didnt accept it till a week before it happened...so i neglected to let him know how much i loved him.

 

Sorry to hear that Mandi.

 

my friends mom died from cancer. her younger sister had cancer already and she has suspicious growth which was removed but you never know :happysad:

 

So she's in remission? She beat it? What kind was it?

My bestfriend has lupus, which is kind of like cancer. She went through chemo and radiation when she was about 16-17...lost all her hair. She's in remission now, but it can resurface at any point. The tiniest things can trigger it, like too much sunlight, too much alcohol, smoking, etc. She can't have kids beause it could kill her. She's really limited as to what she does. I look at her and it helps me deal with petty shit that bothers me everyday, because i realize that i could be hanging on for dear life..and the fact that you never know when it's over helps me through everyday.

So sad.

 

My grandma died of lung cancer...well sorta she had lead in her lungs from workin at her own body shop. She also smoked. My dad also was diagnosed about 3 years ago with prostate cancer. Luckely he was able to get radiation treatments and it was stopped. Last year in an x-ray it was shown to be spreading to his hip, so he started the treatment again, it looks like he's gonna win it hopefully. I hope it doesnt come back a third time.

So yea basically i know how you feel, it sucks, and it hurts. Just stay in there and try and be strong. :happysad:

 

They said my dad's came from the body shop he and my mom owned before i was born. Weird. But he also smoked 4 packs of cigarettes a day..till he had a heartattack..then he cut back to 2 packs a day

They told him that the spots in his lungs were shrinking...so i was like, oh hell yes, he's going to make it! this shit isnt going to kill MY dad. And the next thing i know, he's on an O2 tank and bedbound.

 

Yea my grandma only worked at a body shop for about hrm maybe 15 yrs. But she never wore masks when she worked on cars. And note this was 15 yrs before she died so she was in her 50s. She was a trooper. And man was it weird seeing her with her O2 tank after seeing her be such a tough woman. But yea its tough....