Fighting Cancer became on issue with me way back in the 1970s when a female friend of mine was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I sat with her at Saint Mary’s Hospital in Waterbury, Connecticut and watched her go for scans, to see her oncologist and to get her prescriptions to stay alive. She came down with it at 18 years old and she fought and fought it, bravely, always with a smile, a laugh and a caring attitude toward others, never once, could she be meanin my opinion. Earlier this year she lost her battle at 63 years old and I saw it in the newspaper and on the internet and I was saddened by her death. She was brave and heroic in her fight and she fought a long battle and she was the first girl I ever kissed, god bless her.
Cancer has chased me all my life in one way or another. First it took my grandfather, my mother’s father, pancreatic cancer. he died in a Nursing home in Waterbury, Connecticut’s north end in 1971. Then next it would come back to visit my life again in my female friend, and it kept coming folks. It took my real father in 1984, lung cancer. Then it returned in 1990 when I came home from my time in service to kill my step-father the man who raised me, prostate cancer. The following year it came back again to take my mother with lung cancer one year and one day after her husband died.
Cancer it seems was never far from me, for it would raise it’s ugly head in 2006 when my second wife was diagnosed with breast cancer. Treatment, chemo and radiation as I sat their helpless, I would talk to her and read to her. She is surviving today still, yet, she still has cancer it has moved into her bones and she survives due to experimental drugs, they gave her a grant for.
In 2013, I went for a checkup with my veterans doctor in West Haven Connecticut. They were running a program checking Veterans for family history of cancer. Since I told her of the above, she ran me thru the program. I have a Cat Scan and MRi and then a Pet Scan. A week later the call came, I had lung cancer in my right lung. An appointment was made for me to see a specialist at the Veterans hospital, and one month from the day of it being reported to me, the Surgeon took one an done third of my right lung. I am still kicking of course and cancer still is in my life, through my wife’s condition and my own. Mine is dormant now thanks to the removal of all of it, by that surgeon, and my Primary Care Provider at the Veteran’s Hospital.
I tell you all this because, I want you all to Give to The American Cancer Society and other Cancer fighting Organization, because they do save lives, like mine and those of the people I have loved and still do love live longer due to their work. Cancer is a killer folks, and it will take many lives each and every day, unless we fight it and they find the cure. Help, all who live with cancer, help their families, their children survive, GIVE TO THE AMERICAN CANCER SOCIETY !
THis is a little book I wrote, I sell for a whole .99 cents, it tells the tale of my wife’s battle and mine by her side against this deadly disease. If you have a buck folks give it a try for a fight against Cancer and spread the story.
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