Cancer, this is an open letter to you.
This
morning as I was preparing to leave for work, I received a phone call,
you're at it again I hear. Someone that is dear and special- as everyone
is to someone- is battling you. They have not been told how long they
have, only that they will be moved from the hospital to Hospice. Cancer
how dare you do this? I know that you do not discriminate, you do not
care whether the person you go after is an adult or a child. You do not
care if the person is a mother, father, grandparent, husband, wife or
any other member of the family. You do not care how badly this person is
loved or needed. You reach out and infect, spreading your disease,
effectively doing harm or even causing death. Taking away your victim no
matter how badly they are needed or wanted.
Damn
you cancer, you cause so much pain. I'm tired of hearing about you, but
I am not tired of fighting you. I will not stop, no matter what, I will
fight you as long as I am physically able to fight. As long as my mind
is clear to think and to plan, I will fight you. I have grown weary of
hearing just how many you claim. Not because I am bored or do not care,
but because you think you are winning. You aren't, you know. I read an
article where cancer deaths are down. How does that make you feel? Is
that why you reached out and are trying to take this person? To prove
the article wrong?
I
have been quite for a while, working in the background, trying to do
what I can to fight you. Trying to plot and to plan and to come up with
ways to fight. I try to write and discuss educational ways to prevent
you. To share ways to fight you. I try to encourage those who are
fighting to never give up. We haven't you know? You may think so, but
you'd be wrong.
I
am not alone. There are many who have joined together to fight you.
They are there, doing the same things that I am, doing more than I am.
We will beat you. The day will come when you are heard only in the
reading of medical books or videos. They will discuss the problems you
caused and then how you were eradicated.
Damn
you cancer. I don't know if you will claim this person. I know they
have decided to stop treatments. I imagine they are at peace with their
decision and ready to go home. I'm not. I hear the pain in the voice of
those who love this person. I hear as they try to hide and fight their
tears. I hear as they discuss the plans of taking care of this person.
Leave them alone cancer, leave them here with us. I know though, if it
is their time they will go, I only hope that it is not. I only hope and
pray that the ones who love this person get more time with them. I hope
they get to hold them close, speak to and listen to them as long as they
desire.
Just
remember this cancer, I will fight you. With all that I have, I will
fight you. I will do what I can, when I can, as I can to fight you. I
will join with others in the battle for one is strong, many are
stronger. We will see an end to you. Maybe not in my time, but it will
come. Take note of that cancer, your demise will come and no more will
others hear the diagnoses that they have cancer. No more will there be
people trying to take care of loved ones, no more will people be
mourning the loss of loved ones because of you. Remember cancer.. we
will fight, we will finish the fight, we will beat you. Count on it.
anger and hurt, brings the words out of me
ReplyDeleteClaimed both my parents ... I feel the pain along with you.
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