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Hello, my name is Cherrylyn and I have a cancer story.
I am the 7 of 11 siblings in the family. My father, Rodolfo is now 67 years old. Four days ago, my niece rushed her to the hospital and he was diagnosed with Dengue fever, stage 2. Dengue fever is up to stage 3 so he is very close to death. Good thing, he survived from that one. I am very thankful for the doctor in Baguio Medical Center for providing him an excellent medical attention. After a few days, my sister sent me a text message saying that my father has a Colon Cancer. He was given up to six months to live and a surgery will prolong his life for only another up to a year. The cancer already covered up to 2cms of his colon and is groving rapidly. If his bowel movement goes abnormal then he will die right away. There’s an option, though - a surgery to insert a tube straw which is called colonic stent.
My father cried when he found out that he is dying of cancer but happy because he is saved by God through Jesus Christ by accepting him as his personal savior. He think that he’s ready for this since he already finish his obligation with us by bringing us up to be a good person and a blessing to everybody.
I just hope and pray that my father will not suffer a lot before he goes away. Father, for all that you did, I love you and you will be missed. We will see you in heaven.
Cherrylyn
September 26th, 2006
I found out that getting cancer is becoming very, very common. Must be the water we drink, pour in pot for soup, etc. Or the air we breathe even. My first instinct, after I was diagnosed, was to check on my anti-depressant Celexa, I upped them from 20 to 40 mg. I’m still not sure if that did the trick. But I sure wasnt depressed. My doc told me I got a minimum of 5 years. He stressed “minimum”. Hmmm, I thought. Since I’m into ghosts and spirits (but am pissed that I dont ever get to “see” one), I got my best friend, Duane, to promise to shout out loud at my death bed: “DO NOT go to the light!!”. I think that’s the turning point. Once you reach out to “That Light”, you’ve crossed over and bye bye. I arranged with other good friends, that their red pens would roll by themselves on their desks. Heh heh, my job: Accounting Manager, I LOVED using my red pen. Seems very authoratitive, to dele or emend a line heh! After that, I calmed down. Cest la vie. I ALMOST wished to die NOW. So that I dont have to wait too long. Then all my golf ball tumors disappeared, after 6 months of chemo. So I was confused. What now, I thought. Start counting from now till 5 years, like what my doc said?? Nahhh I thought, what a waste of time.
I was diagnosed with Stage IV cancer, have finished 6 months of chemo, am going through maintenance IV drips once a week for one year. But I’m antsy. I aint willing to hang around till my 5 year mark is up. Nope!! I must say though, my Celexa (anti-depressant) works TOO well
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September 10th, 2006
I have been working as a Nurse in a nursing home for the last 2 years. One of my patient daughter was diagnosed with rectal cancer at age 42. The cancer was so advanced by the time when it was diagnosed, such that she had to get a colostomy.
The cancer formed a fistula to the vagina and so the bowel content could be seen coming out of the vagina. This is my most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my carrer.
She has been on hospice care for over 6 months but she is still hanging in there. The most disturbing thing is that her family want her to die, to stop the pain she goes through. The pain is both physical and psychological, due to colostomy and folet catheter.
Thats my story
September 6th, 2006