LiveStrong Day

Today is LIVESTRONG day in the United States, the 10th anniversary of Lance Armstrong's cancer diagnosis. I know this because a blogger friend of my sister is asking people to tell their stories of how cancer has affected their lives. This is an on-line event and POD will be doing a give away, so check out her blog at:


Cancer has touched almost everyone I know. My mom, several of her sisters a couple of dad's brothers. Two very good friends have had to say good bye to their children because of cancer. And that is wrong on so many levels, parents are not supposed to outlive their kids.

Oh and it has touched me too. I was diagnosed in 2006 with breast cancer. Just the month before my best friend had told me that her husband had colon cancer - so advanced that he had about three months to live. How do you tell your best friend you have cancer and it scares the crap out of you and you need a shoulder to lean on, when that shoulder is already overloaded with a much worse case?

You don't...you call your sister long distance and bawl over the phone. Get all that out of your system, then the next day you go over and tell your friend when you are calm and under control.

If it weren't for my sister, I think I would have had a much worse time than I did. And I would still be wearing the bandage they stuck under my arm when they took out the lymph nodes :)

I love ya Bag Lady!

Cancer has also touched many of the bloggers I have met over the years and to them I say: Hold onto your humour, chemo brain can be blamed for all sorts of things. This is just one more step in life and you will win.

Have a good day all - and LIVESTRONG

P.S. WWC tomorrow for sure :)


messymimi said...

You are one strong lady, I know that bandage would have come off, no matter what you had to do to make it happen.

Cancer is scary, heart disease is scary, life is scary. I guess that's why some of us just never seem to go out and live it the way you do.

Anonymous said...

I was going to wear a pink ribbon, but for today, I am wearing a yellow scrunchie in my hair and a bright gold t-shirt.

My beloved grandmother successfully battled breast cancer for a dozen years. It was when it hit her lungs that she lost the battle. She passed away 22 years ago next month. I often thought of her smiling at my babies from heaven.

I'm proud to know you, Reb.

Leah J. Utas said...

Not much to say other than good for you for kicking cancer's ass good and proper.

the Bag Lady said...

I love you too, sis!

Jay said...

My grandmother died of breast cancer. My brother in law beat testicular cancer. There have been other friends and family too. I don't know anyone who hasn't been touched by cancer.

Good job beating it Reb!

POD said...

Thanks, Reb. I knew I could count on your support.
Sorry to hear about all the family members and the friend with colon cancer. That's what got my husband at age 50 in 2001. The anniversary of his death is Oct 6th.
Oct is one heck of a fun time!
Thanks so much.

Reb said...

Messymimi, that was one sticky bandage! Thank you, I don't know about strong though, just a survivor.

Kcinnova, go ahead and wear both. I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother, but I am sure you are right, she is smiling from heaven. Thanks.

Thanks Leah :)

Awww, Sis!

Jay, I think it is one of the things that touches everyone in the world. Thanks.

POD, it is an important message to get out. I am sorry about your husband.

Hilary said...

Messymimi is right.. there's no hiding your strength. You're an inspiration. And I'm glad you have such a wonderful, supportive sister. You're both fine folk. :)

Daria said...

Reb, I came across you blog via POD. I've added myself as a follower and look forward to reading more of your story.

All the best to you!

Reb said...

Hilary, thank you.

Daria, welcome! You will have to read the posts on the side bar. I don't post much about it anymore.