Cancer Kills
In all my 8-9 years of clinical practice I am yet to see a cancer survivor. Maybe my definition of a Survivor is wrong. Or maybe I havent seen enough patients with Cancer around. Or maybe only the ones I knew were suffering- didnt make it. Who knows.
In the last year and a half I had the misfortune of following up for three cancer patients -people very close to my heart. Three different people with three drasticaly different approaches to life after their cancers were detected.
In their own ways each of them taught me cancer kills. However it only kills the physical you.. it revives dead relationships, it brings to life long forgotten ambitions & dreams, it brings alive your spirit to go for it. So is it that bad after all...?
Cancer turned out to be a great teacher as well.
Cancer taught me to be humble. The end is closer than it appears.
It taught me to be thankful for small things I can do without having to be dependant on others.
Cancer taught me to be strong. In the end you are out there -alone.
Cancer taught me to appreciate my earnings- howsoever meagre they might be. You dont want to ask anyone for anything, ever.
Cancer taught me to be patient with loved ones. It could be their last crazy demand. Do it.
Cancer taught me that say what we may, the medical fraternity has still a long long way to go.
At present all three of them are in various stages of recuperation - not from the illness- but from the treatment !! One as of now belongs to the survivor category- apparently no trace of of the evil cell in the body. One is being operated upon ( for the 3rd time) even as I write this today. The last one has given up. She is home with her family -Praying I am sure.
For that is all that helps in the end. Prayers.
In the last year and a half I had the misfortune of following up for three cancer patients -people very close to my heart. Three different people with three drasticaly different approaches to life after their cancers were detected.
In their own ways each of them taught me cancer kills. However it only kills the physical you.. it revives dead relationships, it brings to life long forgotten ambitions & dreams, it brings alive your spirit to go for it. So is it that bad after all...?
Cancer turned out to be a great teacher as well.
Cancer taught me to be humble. The end is closer than it appears.
It taught me to be thankful for small things I can do without having to be dependant on others.
Cancer taught me to be strong. In the end you are out there -alone.
Cancer taught me to appreciate my earnings- howsoever meagre they might be. You dont want to ask anyone for anything, ever.
Cancer taught me to be patient with loved ones. It could be their last crazy demand. Do it.
Cancer taught me that say what we may, the medical fraternity has still a long long way to go.
At present all three of them are in various stages of recuperation - not from the illness- but from the treatment !! One as of now belongs to the survivor category- apparently no trace of of the evil cell in the body. One is being operated upon ( for the 3rd time) even as I write this today. The last one has given up. She is home with her family -Praying I am sure.
For that is all that helps in the end. Prayers.
