Yesterday was a particularly uplifting day. A beautiful woman I know told me that her cancer was shrinking, that her oncology reporte was positive and that a new treatment was working. Afterward I reflected on the glow of joy in her eyes and felt positive about my own struggle with the cancer fear I live with daily. On behalf of my friend, and many others who live with this hammer hanging over their heads, I urge you to donate. There may be people undergoing this very ordeal, people that you know who keep it quiet but nonetheless soldier on and by sending in even as little as ten bucks to cancer research, you are affecting their lives in a positive way. More importantly, there are inspirational souls being tossed about in the sea of chemo, radiation, surgery and the ensuing physical suffering who may need a hug, so give them one. Your encouragement means a great deal to someone fighting insurmountable odds in order to remain alive. Life is precious, enjoy yours, love others and remember that we are all mortal and the cash donation or hug you give today could be an investment for you or a loved one in the future if cancer knocks at your door. Pay it forward beautiful souls.
As an aside, ‘my own little lump,’ as I’ve come to affectionately refer to it, is the size of a small pea. It is directly underneath the scar tissue of the last surgery I had, to remove what was determined to be a precancerous growth (abnormal cells that haven’t yet turned into cancer) and for a while it was shrinking but now it isn’t. I will have ye olde mammogram in December and if it is the Big C I’ll do what I always do, and keep you updated, write a shit load of poems about it and generally puke it all out for art sake. If it’s not the Big C I’ll still do the same. Either way, take care of your health, love each other, say what you need to say to whom you need to say it and know that this moment is all any of us really has. All the rest, well it is utter bullshit.