Sadness
I was going to do a mid-week Skinfest but after reading a certain blog I've been following I'm just not up for it.
(please take note that I'm not going to put any links in - right now it just seems gratuitous. If you're really keen to find the sites either Google them or email me.)
I learned of Lisa, her blog Clusterfook and her third cancer diagnosis some time ago from Dave at Blogography. After putting up a brave fight, she is now in the final stages of her cancer and is in such pain and taking so much medication that she often doesn't recognize her husband or two pre-teen daughters.
Not only am I incredibly sad for Lisa's family, but this has dredged up some painful memories of watching my own father die from lung cancer that had spread to his brain (among other places) some 13 years ago. It has also brought up a fear that I harbour - that something would happen to me whilst my children were still young. I accept that I will die someday, and I'm not afraid of it. I don't want it to happen for many, many decades but death doesn't scare me. What makes me want to throw up is the fear that my young children would have to watch me suffer, or be without me. My own mother was 11 when her father died, and I know the lasting impact it has had on her life. I would give literally everything I own, sign my soul away if I believed such a thing were possible, to not have that happen. And yet it happens all the time. It's happening to Lisa's daughters right now and it makes me so... sad doesn't even begin to describe it. I'm sad and angry and scared and frustrated and just want to scream at the injustice of it all while crying my eyes out.
So no Skinfest today. Just sadness.
5 Witty Remarks:
I'm really sad to hear about this. I think I'll go hug my children now.
The pain and fear her family is feeling; It's a pain whose description makes no sense to those who haven't experienced it. And it reaches a point where there isn't pain, there isn't joy, there isn't sorrow, there isn't happiness. There isn't anything but numbness and you grasp onto that tightly because you feel you can't stand dealing with anything else.
My heart goes out to them.
Medical science is working diligently on the problems of Cancer. You have to believe that science will win, and you won't have this worry in your lifetime.
My deepest sympathies to Lisa and her family.
My prayers go out to her and her family.
I often feel very frustrated that medical science has managed to find a cure for impotence and wrinkles but haven't conquered cancer or heart disease. Here's hoping that more compassionate heads prevail and direct future research to real health issues.
I feel so sad right now. I cared for two Grandmothers and a Grandfather. One Grandma was only 66. Older, but still very very tragic.
Poor Lisa.
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