Wednesday, December 23, 2009
I was on Twitter, trying to figure it out, all the while the line from that song from Sound of Music coming to mind, "I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly" in my rendition it goes, "I twit, I flit, I tweetly tweet, I. . . " well, you get the drift.
So while twitting and tweeting and fleeting and flitting I came across a posting by LifeAfterCancer;
"Just heard those 5 scary words from my surgeon: "Get on with your life." I think I need a 2nd opinion on that..."
Those were five scary words, I'm still revising my plan, never too far in advance for fear of jinxing myself.
The first few years, I kept trying to figure out why I got cancer, not why me, but as in, how did it fit into the grand scheme, how would it alter the path I was on? Because I kept thinking and still do, I'm living on borrowed time. . .
So, with that stated;
How do you plan to get on with your life?
Other news; I just had my yearly exam and I'm still a young adult cancer survivor. . .
And thanks to the author of the comment from mid-December, I haven't given up. Happy Holidays.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
It's my 7th Cancerversary - okay, I admit, it's the first year I've known about this term. . . not that I hadn't always celebrated somehow.
A Cancerversary is the day you choose to celebrate surviving cancer.
Not that everyday isn't a celebration, of course, but maybe it's the date you were diagnosed or for me, the date of my last chemo - whatever the date, it's just important to celebrate.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Here's the latest virtual postcard 'mailed' - that much closer to 11.9 million.
I can't even remember life before cancer. I don't remember how I acted, or thought about things. All I know is that I am nowhere near the same person. Cancer has so deeply affected me that even to this day, 4 years since being diagnosed, not a day goes by that I don't think about it. Some days it is thoughts of fear of recurrence, others is disbelief that it happened to me and that I came out of it. Occasionally I think of how things would be if cancer never touched my life. But ultimately it comes back to the same idea,I am who I am today because of cancer, and in some sick and twisted way, I am grateful.I received an amazing gift from cancer, a new life. I have this great outlook on life that I could not have received in any other way. I have such a deep pride in myself because of all I have
overcome. And while others my age are complaining about the little things that bother them, I am able to smile and laugh quietly to myself as if I have a secret. Because I know that there are bigger battles in life and I can now appreciate even the moments that cause me tiny troubles. SamChup. stage 3A hodgkins lymphoma survivor.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I've never been good at math, but if all 11.9 million cancer survivors respond and I print them all out on 4" x 6" pieces of paper, the responses will reach all the way to Georgia. That's 1100 miles.
I have seven responses right now, that's 42". I can almost reach the window. . .