Fuck Cancer

[canadaguy]

Fuck Cancer

 

[Ben]

A truer post has never been posted.

I'm glad to hear from you, though. We missed you, and I do hope you'll use the community to vent however you need to. I'm sure we all have our assumptions of why this thread exists, and empathize.

 

[Crystal]

100% agreed. 1,000% agreed.

So glad to hear from you, @canadaguy, and as Ben said, we missed you and we're here for you. Anything we can do, even if it's just a place to vent, we are here and we love you.

 

[MC74]

100% agreed. 1,000% agreed.

So glad to hear from you, @canadaguy, and as Ben said, we missed you and we're here for you. Anything we can do, even if it's just a place to vent, we are here and we love you.

This, we're here for you. Always will be.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

 

[A Baby Maker]

Yes.

 

[Quagmire]

I knew you had some stuff going on, sad to hear it seems like it is cancer for either you or a loved one

Fuck cancer indeed

 

[Nae'blis]

Wholeheartedly agree.

 

[Tommy Boy]

You’re the Canada fuckin MAN don’t you ever forget it

Love you dude

 

[Mark]

I don’t have anything to add that hasn’t already been said, but, we’re all rooting for you and your family, dude. We’re here anytime you want to talk or need to vent.

 

[canadaguy]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

 

[A Baby Maker]

I wasn't as young as your kids when it happened, but my mom passed away young as well. She was sick my entire childhood though, and I'm still somewhat scarred in terms of being able to go to hospitals (I actually thought that's where she lived for a while when I was small). I'm extremely glad to hear your kids have services that can help. That would have been a godsend for me. Please encourage them to go however often they need and can.

As for yourself, I have no advice. We're just all here for when you need to talk. Grief works on its own time.

 

[Mark]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

I don’t really know what to say… I’m still not quite over nearly losing mine to a widow maker at 35 at the beginning of February, so I can’t even begin to relate to the grief and pain you’re experiencing. All I know is that after reading through this post, I’m grateful that you’re approaching this the way that you are. I’ve known people, with kids, who understandably crumbled under the weight of something this heavy, and I’m glad to see that you’re facing this with optimism, for your sake and your children. You guys obviously have an incredibly long road ahead, and starting out on it with optimism is really going to help y’all out in the long run.

I wish you and the kids the best, but, I trust that y’all are already on track to make the best out of whatever lies ahead. Again, my condolences, man. I couldn’t imagine, and even thinking about it makes me hurt for you so much more.

 

[canadaguy]

I wasn't as young as your kids when it happened, but my mom passed away young as well. She was sick my entire childhood though, and I'm still somewhat scarred in terms of being able to go to hospitals (I actually thought that's where she lived for a while when I was small). I'm extremely glad to hear your kids have services that can help. That would have been a godsend for me. Please encourage them to go however often they need and can.

As for yourself, I have no advice. We're just all here for when you need to talk. Grief works on its own time.

There may come a time when I ask you for advice, if you are willing. It's something that I literally can't say to them that I know or understand what they are going through.

 

[canadaguy]

I don’t really know what to say… I’m still not quite over nearly losing mine to a widow maker at 35 at the beginning of February, so I can’t even begin to relate to the grief and pain you’re experiencing. All I know is that after reading through this post, I’m grateful that you’re approaching this the way that you are. I’ve known people, with kids, who understandably crumbled under the weight of something this heavy, and I’m glad to see that you’re facing this with optimism, for your sake and your children. You guys obviously have an incredibly long road ahead, and starting out on it with optimism is really going to help y’all out in the long run.

I wish you and the kids the best, but, I trust that y’all are already on track to make the best out of whatever lies ahead. Again, my condolences, man. I couldn’t imagine, and even thinking about it makes me hurt for you so much more.

Honestly, in the first couple weeks after she passed, they (my children) were the reason I got out of bed some days. And I think the best way to honour her is to give them the best life I can.

 

[MC74]

I know what it's like to lose a loved one to cancer. In 2018, I lost one of my cousins to non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma. He was only 25. That same year, I lost my Grandfather. I was struggling heavily with depression before then, and then that happens.

I wish I had more words to say, but I'm at a loss hearing this. I'm saddened that you lost the love of wife so unfairly, and while I might be at a loss for words right now, I'd like to offer my support. If you need anyone to talk to, you can reach out to me. Crystal's here too, we do what we can to help our friends.

 

[Crystal]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

Like Mark and Alu have said, there really aren't words to say. I am so sorry to hear about your wife's passing, I can't imagine the pain and grief you and your kids are dealing with. I am relieved your youngest doesn't quite understand at this point, though I hope she'll be able to process it when she's older, and likewise, I hope the grief counselors are able to help your son through all of this. You have have such an incredible outlook and I agree, cancer sucks, everyone should get screened as soon as they suspect anything. I do wish you hadn't seen it as a guilty thing to transfer her to hospice care, it wasn't a guilty thing to do at all, you placed her in the best possible position, and yourself as well. Likewise, the viewpoint that she is no longer suffering, such a wonderful outlook to have. It's hard to lose someone you care so much about, but it's harder to watch them suffer. Now she is at least at peace.

Whatever comes next, new chapter or new book, you and your kids have an entire family here that loves you and cares about you. Save a page or two for us . As Marcie said, we're always here if you ever need anyone to talk to.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

The closest relative I've lost to cancer was my eldest aunt last April. Mom had ovarian cancer (I think) which she recovered from a few years ago and then she supposedly got non-hodgkin's lymphoma a couple years ago. Haven't heard much regarding that since her initial diagnosis. I assume that when it becomes an issue, I'll hear about it... or I won't hear anything about it until it's come towards the end. I just hope they don't keep it a big secret in an attempt to not feel like they're burdening anyone like my aunt did... my folks are very poor at communicating... I probably get that from them...

Sorry for your loss.

 

[Zell 17]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

I’m very sorry to hear the news. Please let us know if there’s anything we can do to help.

 

[Quagmire]

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I think this is normal. While not the same we had a dog with cancer and there was some relief, not just her suffering was done, but we no longer had to care for her as it was a lot mentally. A colleague lost her mom in November to cancer and she said the same thing, there was some relief that it was finally over

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

I feel like for me this would be the worst for me if something like this happened to my wife. It's like a triple knife wound. You have the hurt of seeing your wife deteriorate. You have your own hurt. And then you see your kids hurt



We love you mate and hope we can help in anyway, even if it is to lessen the pain from 100 to 98

 

[A Baby Maker]

There may come a time when I ask you for advice, if you are willing. It's something that I literally can't say to them that I know or understand what they are going through.

Any time.

 

[Mark]

Honestly, in the first couple weeks after she passed, they (my children) were the reason I got out of bed some days. And I think the best way to honour her is to give them the best life I can.

I couldn’t agree more. In a way, she’ll live on in the way you raise the kids and in the way they live their lives. Considering the circumstances, you couldn’t ask for a better outcome.

There is a guy that comes here that’s not as active who might have some insight for you. Although he was no longer married to her, his kids lost her last year to complications from diabetes. They’re a little bit older than your kids, but, loss is loss. I’ll mention it to him later and have him come by this thread. Maybe he’ll have some pointers to help you along the way.

 

[dimmerwit]

I'm sorry to hear this.

A family member died from a glioblastoma in his 40s leaving behind young twins. I remember him dropping in to visit one year shortly after Christmas and I did think he looked tired, but I assumed it was just because of having the kids and thought nothing of it - he hadn't even been diagnosed at this point. 4 months later I was at his funeral. It's a particular nasty form of a nasty disease.

I'm pleased that you are at least finding some strength in what must be an incredibly difficult time. I remember when my dad passed away unexpectedly. I was 21 so not the same as your kids but I still remember being woken up in the middle of the night and told. I was home alone (both my parents were in different countries) and so had to lean on friends, and you should have no shame in doing the same if needs be.

 

[canadaguy]

I'm sorry to hear this.

A family member died from a glioblastoma in his 40s leaving behind young twins. I remember him dropping in to visit one year shortly after Christmas and I did think he looked tired, but I assumed it was just because of having the kids and thought nothing of it - he hadn't even been diagnosed at this point. 4 months later I was at his funeral. It's a particular nasty form of a nasty disease.

I'm pleased that you are at least finding some strength in what must be an incredibly difficult time. I remember when my dad passed away unexpectedly. I was 21 so not the same as your kids but I still remember being woken up in the middle of the night and told. I was home alone (both my parents were in different countries) and so had to lean on friends, and you should have no shame in doing the same if needs be.

Your story of you family member is pretty similar. For months she was so tired and exhausted and similarly we just assumed it was from having a 5 and 2 year old and working full time. And even if you see the doctor about it, there's a thousand things on the list that come up before brain cancer.

 

[The Eye in the Sky!]

I'm so sorry. I hope you and your kids can power through this and receive all the help and happiness you can get. This breaks my heart. No one deserves what you and your wife went through.

 

[Shadow.]

Devastating to hear you and your family has had to go through this. I'm so sorry. My thoughts and blessings are with you and your children.

 

[Cole]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

I hate this for you so much, man. there aren't going to be words I or anyone will be able to say to encapsulate how you personally feel about this.

but I can and will always be there to offer any support or advice I can. even if its just shooting the shit to get your mind off it.

we all got you, man.

I wasn't as young as your kids when it happened, but my mom passed away young as well. She was sick my entire childhood though, and I'm still somewhat scarred in terms of being able to go to hospitals (I actually thought that's where she lived for a while when I was small). I'm extremely glad to hear your kids have services that can help. That would have been a godsend for me. Please encourage them to go however often they need and can.

As for yourself, I have no advice. We're just all here for when you need to talk. Grief works on its own time.

I am sometimes reminded how old we've all gotten considering i remember some long convos with you after she passed.

as far as I'm concerned, she'd be incredibly proud of the man you've become.

@canadaguy

there is no rush. for you, for your kids. you guys take all the time you need to grieve, to hate her for leaving you for just a second, to hate the world... for as long as you want.

THERE IS NO RUSH.

there will come a time (and right now, I'm sitting in my barn smoking a blunt and the song "knocking on heavens door" just came on i shit you not), years from now, you'll be having a great day, and you'll just see something and fall apart.

and thats okay. grief needs to find its own path.

be patient with the kids, when they act out, when they remind you of her, when they say "I hate you I wish mommy was here" in 10 years, be patient with them. they lost their mom.

and be patient with yourself. cry. hurt. be patient with yourself if you lose your temper, if you react impulsively.

YOU need time to grieve too. and if you don't, you'll be no good tk them.

 

[Ants!]

Welcome back, Eric. We are here for you whenever you need to talk. Love you brother.

 

[Jon]

So as many of you know, since January of last year, my wife had been battling cancer. She had been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, which is a particularly aggressive form of brain tumor, and there is no cure. Living even 5 years after diagnosis is extremely rare. Her prognosis was 12-18 months. It is particular difficult as well, because it does not show symptoms until it's effectively too late. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it or even know it was happening.

Her tumor was also extremely large. Even after a 12 hour craniotomy, while they were able to take out much of the tumor, there was still much they were unable to remove. The tumor and the surgery would have permanent and profound effects on her cognitive ability, motor capability, emotions and many other functions.

Through the course of most to the year, with a huge amount of support from both of our families, we were able to take care of her at home through both her radiation and chemotherapy treatments.

Into the fall, MRIs would show that her tumor was growing once again. Her oncologist switched her to a more aggressive chemo drug, but this one too would prove ultimately ineffective.

Our goal became to at least be able to celebrate one last Christmas together, but her health and condition began to rapidly deteriorate. We began plans for transfer to hospice, holding out as long as possible. We did get to have Christmas as a family and it meant so much for everyone.

On December 28, she was transfered into hospice care. While sad, this was the best place for her to be and they were able to take better care of her than we were at home. It felt really guilty, but having that responsibility off of my back finally gave me a chance to truly relax for the first time jn months.

On January 26, she passed away. It was and is still devastating. Grief is really fucking weird. I felt extreme sadness but also an immense relief. She no longer has to suffer. As hard as my life had been, hers was magnitudes worse.

I know it's going to have a huge effect on our children. My son is already seeing a grief counselor, and while he has had some behavioural issues at school, they seem to be improving. My daughter is too young to really comprehend what's happened, but the counselor has said once she is older, she can also access their services.

We are starting a new chapter, maybe even a new book, in our lives. Each day is figuring out a little bit more about how things are going to be.

To everyone here, I want to say thanks for all the support and care and well wishes and everything over the past year. In particular, thank you to the PIMI crew for being there every day. Thank you @Cole for sharing your experience and talking me through some of my hardest moments. Thank you to @shortkut for your check-ins and pharmaceutical advice with her cocktails of medications.

Cancer fucking sucks and I wish we could erradiacte it from existence. But until that point, please get yourself checked. If anything doesn't seem right, get it looked at it. As a 40 year old, I just had to get my first prostate check and I'd rather so that for a minute than deal with the consequences of not checking. So get checked, tell your loved ones to get checked, tell your friends to get checked, hell tell your worst enemy to get checked.

I've been trying to find any words since I read this Saturday, and I legit have nothing.

I'm so sorry for your loss and I cannot imagine the heartache and pain. You have nothing but my sympathies and thoughts and wish you the best on the road to recovery from grief.

I can concur from my own familial losses, fuck cancer.