There is hope. There is hope. A secretary in my office has survived breast cancer for over ten years now. My SIL has survived for over twenty years now. My father survived lung cancer and removal of one lung, back in the ’50′s. Things are better now.

When I got my diagnosis, it was pretty scary, but I imediately switched gears and asked what we had to do to get rid of it. That was my focus: get rid of it.
Good luck to all who have friends and family with this horrible disease.

…The chemo is frightening in an of itself.but things have come so far……..I told my son we just have to look at this as an antibiotic with harsh side effects..so far … touch wood,…. into the 4th cycle it has been OK can still function with normalcy has some bad days but nothing horrible…. still going to work and we have picked a chemo day close to the end of the week so that he has the weekend to deal with side effects and rest….
stillhas more to go and radiation……so I don’t know how that is……but the chemo in my sons case I would say hasn’t lived up to scary picture I had of it …. and the things they have to combat the side effects are better than they were when my brother inlaw had non hodgkins 13 years ago…. I guess where there is life there is hope ……. Loraine

I lost an Uncle to Leukemia, he refused treatment and eventually refused to talks to some family members, they kept begging him to try holistic medicines. He eventually stopped taking their calls, which was sad. He said it was too much; he wanted to be at peace with it.

Some people fight the battle some do not, tough to accept that. The battle can take all kind of turns, from miraculous to futile.

It to me is all about the prognosis, a friend watched as two of his family died from Leukemia, from chemo to bone marrow transplants, a battle that lasted years.

I respect my uncle decision and my friend’s families, both had bad prognoses and both were encouraged to fight the battle.

I would rather die fast and at home, but that’s a though one isn’t it, my friend described it as watching his brother die for two years, but also said they all had to fight the battle with him and none of them could ever say it was worth it, how could they he died.

Sad as you get older, you witness more and more of it. Oh well, part of life is death.

You are in my thoughts and prayers and I am eager to read what you’ve shared. I’m sorry that I didn’t realize and read sooner.