One year ago today, my grandmother lost her battle with lung cancer. Before she was diagnosed with cancer, she was the absolute picture of health. She didn’t smoke or eat fast food. She lived on a farm, grew her own vegetables and always had chickens. She once told me that she had never weighed more than 140 pounds in her entire life.
But she got cancer anyway. She responded well to treatments, but the cancer spread to her brain. She went through intense radiation and chemo treatments, but it wasn’t enough.
Around the same time, my great-grandfather was diagnosed with brain cancer. He was eighty-four years old and had been forgetting things and acting confused a lot. The doctors blamed it on his age. One day, he passed out; they then discovered a huge tumor in his brain. He was only given six weeks to live.
He was one of the greatest men I’ve ever known. He was a hump pilot in World War II and was responsible for transporting supplies into Asia. He was proud of his service, but was especially grateful that he never had to kill a person. He was such a peaceful person.
But he got cancer too.
At only sixteen, Colby was diagnosed with hodgkin’s lymphoma. As a sophomore in high school, he battled for his life. After six months of chemo and radiation, they thought they had it in remission. He went back to school, worked on the farm, and tried to be a normal kid again.
A week before he was scheduled to start college, he went in for a routine check-up. The cancer was back. Not only was it back, but it had came back stronger and had already developed to a stage three.
He was a teenage boy, but he got cancer.
Obviously, his story has a happy ending. He spent months at one of the best cancer hospitals in the country and underwent a stem cell transplant, but he won. He was been in remission for nine years. Many people aren’t that lucky.
Colby’s Uncle Gary is currently in the hospital. He’s not doing very good and I want to ask for prayers. Please, send up a little prayer today for Gary and for every individual and family fighting this terrible disease.
Don’t think it can’t happen to you. Get your check-ups and take your children to the doctor is you notice anything abnormal. Colby’s cancer was discovered because of a knot in his neck. Early discovery is so very important. Be serious about your health.
Thank you for reading my depressing post today. I promise to be happier tomorrow, but I’ve really had cancer on the mind lately.