Living With The Fear Of Cancer And Telling About It!

Living With The Fear Of Cancer Returning

Anybody that has gone through a Cancer treatment-surgery, chemo, radiation or whatever, and “lived” to tell about it, is in my opinion, a Very Special Person. You better believe it!

Special you say? How so? I’ll tell you how so. Firstly, we know for sure, I mean beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are mere mortals. That’s right. In plain English…we know one day we are going to die.

You say, what’s the big deal about that? Everybody knows they are going to die. Like nobody is going to get out of this life alive! Well that’s true. But, there are lot of people like me, who were really never sick in their life. I was one of those lucky and crazy optimists that kidded everybody that he was going to get a parrot, because he felt that he was going to live forever! I had no fear of cancer.Why a parrot? Because, parrots live to over 100 years of age and they can talk. Having a parrot, would keep me from getting lonely. Make sense?

Secondly, the gal or guy is hit with an unusual event physically, which normally raises suspicion. Occasionally, the person may not have a clue, but for some reason, the person’s doctor finds a symptom that causes him to investigate for cancer. Here we go, fear of cancer.

Once the diagnosis is made for the dreaded C word, all hell breaks loose. And unfortunately, that usually means the patient is the one catching the hell. Forget about the fear of cancer. It's here already!

In my case, one morning I woke up with a terrible pain in my stomach. It felt like someone was cutting me up in the stomach with a hot knife. Before I knew it, I was lying in the Emergency Hospital Ward.

The Docs on duty were trying to figure out what was wrong with me. They did about a half a dozen tests. Nothing seemed to indicate a problem. So, my main Doctor Man, told me he was going to do some exploratory surgery. Fear of cancer, was the last thing on my mind.

“Sounds good to me Doc. I just want this thing over with.” By this time, I was drugged out of my conscious, feeling not too bad. You know what I mean?

Next thing I know, I am lying in a hospital bed with all kinds of tubes in my mouth. My Main Man Doctor came into my room and informed me I had an appendicitis. “And guess what, your appendix had cancer!”He went on to inform me, that I was very lucky, because without that appendicitis, that cancer would have done real damage and no body would have known about it, including me, until the cancer had pretty much finished me off.

The moral of the story is you want to catch cancer in its very early stages of development.

Unfortunately for me, when the appendix burst, some cancer cells dropped down into my colon. So, I had colon cancer and I received three forms of treatment: surgery, chemo, and radiation.

It has been approximately 1 ½ years since I was diagnosed and treated. Right now, I am very healthy. A few months ago I had a cat scan test and a colonoscopy. Everything turned out ok. Forget the fear of cancer. I am home free!

Leading up to those above two tests, my Main Man Doctor, told me he wanted my to get those two tests. Why? Because he explained to me, “One of three things usually occur here. Either your cured, or the cancer comes back in the area were it started, or it goes in to the stomach area.” Thus, the need for the above tests.

At that time, I told him, “ I am going to kick butt and live forever.” He didn’t say anything. He just looked at me sort of funny. "No fear of cancer for this guy or he is just plain stupid."

Up to the time of actually getting the tests, I was quite nervous and apprehensive. I mean, like who wouldn’t be. I mean everyday you turn on the TV and some celebrity is having his cancer returned. Ugh! It scares the holy heck out of me. “ Am I next? Am I going to die?”

There are lots of support groups out there for Cancer Survivors. Yeah Armstrong and Sheryl Crow. “Just keep on keeping on!”

You bet, I am a proud yellow wrist band carrying sun of a gun…LIVESTRONG!

Live Strong,Armstrong Yellow Band

I was telling my son, the other day, Cancer was one of the best things that happened to me. Why? Because life seems so delicious to me. I don't take much for granted anymore. You know what I mean? Everything is a treat. The smell of freshly brewed coffee in the morning. Listening to the chirping of the birds outside. Life is great. I love it.

If friends, relatives, and networks aren’t giving you what you need for hope and inspiration try these on line links. National Cancer Institure

Virtual Wellness

On Line Cancer Care

This article is meant for people who have recovered from cancer, or are recovering or for someone who knows of of these two types.

By now, in your stage of healing from cancer, I hope and pray that you have optimistically buried the fear of cancer from your conscious. Yes, I know deep down inside , it's there, that fear of cancer.

I can only suggest you read and or grab a hold of anything that gives you honest hope and inspiration for living your best life now. try this guy out. He has helped me a lot.joel osteen

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