I am currently a medical student. One day soon (hopefully), I am going to be out practicing medicine and I am going to be coming after you harder than you would believe. The things we are learning now and the equipment we get to work with are better than they have ever been and when I look around and realize how many great and smart people I am working with every day I know that your days are numbered.

So, enjoy it while you can. We’re coming for you, not to mention the fact that even right now there are some amazing things being done.

Wow, you really aren’t liked by anybody. You’re causing all kinds of trouble, especially you – Drew’s Cancer. This is a great idea and really shows how much cancer can have an impact on someone’s life. It was you cancer who made me late for work the other day. It was you cancer that made me forget to mail that letter the other day too.

See what else Cancer (specifically Drew’s) has done, and get on board with this idea NOW. #BlamDrewsCancer

http://blamedrewscancer.com/

Lots of people write about you – here’s just another example of the amazing power of people fighting against you.

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The 20 poems in Lemonade Notes To Cancer chronicle my journey through brain cancer. Beginning from the shock of hearing a doctor’s prognosis, my theme evolves through learning to focus on and welcome desired outcomes, living in the moment and with appreciation to readying myself to give up the security of treatment and shift beyond my identity as a cancer patient. The poems in Lemonade Notes To Cancer offer a universal message that can help anyone who is facing a major change or challenge to understand what is important, focus on their desired outcomes and move on.

I gratefully acknowledge the huge roll that the loving support of my family and friends has played in my healing and creative process.

You son of a bitch. There, I said it. I called you a bitch. And, I stand by that. I cannot imagine a time in my life where any circumstance could make me take that back — you are always horrid, without exception.

You are a creep lurking in the dark. You always seem to attack without warning, it is an unfair game. You are malicious with your intent. I loathe your strength and your ability to draw tears at the mention of your name. I abhor you to the nth degree. I wish you nothing but harm, radiation, and remission. I want you to crawl back into whatever space you came from and die there — slowly and painfully.

What you don’t know is that although you often have the upper hand, you can be beat. You can be forced into remission and you will someday be able to be eradicated by a cure. Your days are numbered.

I am not sure how you sleep at night, but I hope you often feel the heat of my wrath as you drift off. I hope you have nightmares about me burning you alive and discarding your remains. I hope you toss and turn all night with that ominous feeling that you are no longer safe — not even in your dreams.

I wish you all the pain in the world and an ocean full of tears,

A.Tobias

hi everybody my bro is cancer patient he had been treated with chemo& radiation and also operated near the neck. after 1 and 1/2 year he has been told that he has metastatic cancer in lymph nod.his is 4th stage and i want u survivors to please tell me if there is any alternative cure for cancer

Look into my eyes. I think you will see that fear is being replaced with Hope and a bit of Rage. If I were you I would be really , really scared.

So I have news for you: Pay close attention!

- I will not close myself in a dark room and cry with fears that you are getting close to me again.
- I will not be paralyzed just expecting you to come visit again.. .I AM FIGHTING AGAINST YOU and like Amy says… I am playing DEFENSE
- I will not longer be afraid of a move because that may mean new doctors/insurances/etc… We ARE moving … and I will show you that my fight will be better and stronger.
- I will no longer just HOPE for a cure to send you back to the ugly place you came from.. I will be actively involved in actions and organizations that have CURE CANCER on their business plans.

It ’s ok Cancer… are you scared? It is ok..

Just Bow to me and walk/stay away .. I have my life, my family that need me without having ALWAYS your stupid name coming up.

Oh ..and one more thing: remember all the weight ( literally ) that you left behind??? yes , that one from all the *shit* you had me take so I could stay alive and Kick your ass??? Oh… I am happy to tell you that that too is on its way out. I am back on my skinny jeans ( oh, skinny for me at least! )

So Cancer… SAYONARA … bye bye…tchuss ! Go get lost ! I am seriously DONE with you.

big kiss
xo
fg

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http://backoffcancer.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-cancer.html

You snuck into my life like a thief in the night. You mutilated my body, destroyed my finances, messed with my mind, took away family and friends who couldn’t deal with you in my life anymore, you made my daughter afraid when you kept coming back because once is never enough with you; but guess what…you don’t get to win. Somewhere in my soul a candle of hope still burns and the flame gets higher everyday with the love and support I have found here. I hate you, sometimes fear you; but I will NEVER let you win.

DianaLB

Roses are red
Violets are blue,
Mess with me again,
And I’ll beat you down in round 2.

Whether it’s “you have ___” or “you may get __ if ____”, or “since you’re a high risk for ___ we should do ___” I don’t think it matters much because the only real thing you hear at first is the one horrible word, cancer.
Why does your one name carry so many meanings? I don’t know many other words in the world that can mean so much, yet sometimes mean nothing at all. Well, I don’t know that it ever means nothing at all – but we use the word so much in warnings (as in on cigarettes) where people don’t heed the warning – that I can only imagine it’s one of the few times where your name means nothing at all to people. Too bad too because I wonder if we feared your name as much as we do when a doctor says it as when a warning says it we might not have to have as many doctors ever say it.

The idea is spreading…. check out this campaign by Varian Medical Systems. For every letter written a 10 dollar check will be sent to the American Cancer Society. Write it there, then paste it here too (hey why not).

We really love this campaign and the fact that they’re supporting such a great organization. We started DearCancer.org a while ago to help do the same thing and even though we had tons of trouble getting going and started (thankfully we’re OK now) we’re glad this kind of idea is spreading. As long as we’re all supporting cancer beating efforts it’s a great thing.

P.S. – we are NOT trying to say that the program copied us in ANY way. We’re sure they didn’t even know about us. But hey, geniuses think alike : )

I have tried to teach my children
not to detest, insult, berate,
but I cannot follow my own advice
when I am so filled with hate.

You are slowly stealing my father
and though some say this is God’s will,
those words will never stop me
from despising you, still.

Yes I hate you, cancer
like I’ve hated nothing before,
I’ve cried so much, my eyes are dry
for tears…there are no more.

If only I could fight you,
my anger alone could win the bout,
I would crush you down to ashes
until “surrender!” you would shout.

And if you were a mighty tree,
I would destroy you limb by limb
until you swore to put an end to
all the pain you’re causing him.

What gives you the right? What gives you the power?
Just who do you think you are?
You have no feelings or compassion
for all the many lives you scar.

If I were a scientist, I’d concentrate
on finding the key to your demise;
just like those cowards on 9-11,
you attack with a heartless surprise.

You personify evil,
you are wicked and cruel.
You thrive on others’ sorrow…
like cars run on fuel.

You are forever my enemy,
my nemeses, my foe,
but before you take my best friend,
there’s something you should know…

He hasn’t relinquished his dignity;
his inner strength shall persevere
and you’ll never have the satisfaction
of realizing his fear.

Because if you had a face,
he would look you straight in the eye
and he’d say to you what he’s said to me…
that he’s not afraid to die.

You may have chosen his last day
and though he may be near it,
your power has its limitations
because you’ll never break his spirit!

http://www.cancercompass.com/message-board/message/all,21684,0.htm

Getting a cancer diagnosis is probably one of the most devastating things a person has to experience. I can only imagine what a person who has heard the words, “You’ve got cancer.” must feel, but that doesn’t mean I can’t sympathize with the situation and tell you that I love you.

You read all of the time about people telling you how to cope with cancer and what your treatment options are, so I’m not going to do that. What I am going to do is to tell you that you are on my heart and on my mind, and I promise to say a prayer for you every day that you will be strengthened by this journey you’re on.

My father, Willie, was having some issues with his stomach late last year. His doctors believed he had some blockage in his intestines, so they decided to do surgery to see what they could find. Well, they found something, and what they found was not promising. Daddy had a cancerous tumor that was blocking his colon.

I remember vividly sitting in the waiting room during his surgery and the doctor coming out, stone-faced, and I stood to my feet. We were expecting to hear that his surgery had gone well and the blockage had been removed. Dr. Ward looked us squarely in the eyes and said, “We’ve found cancer.” My stepmother immediately started crying, but not me.

If there is one thing I know, I know that God is able. And as if that weren’t already enough, I know my dad is a trooper. I instantly thought that if anyone could get the diagnosis and beat it, surely, it was him. We affectionately call him “The Bull” because of his rough and tough exterior, but inside he’s just a sweet little pony. (smile)

I can’t say that my heart didn’t skip a beat when the doctor told us the news, but I can tell you a few things grounded me in that instance. First, my faith. Then, my love for my dad and his zest for life.

I didn’t flinch as I asked the physician, “So, what’s next?” He said, “Well, I believe I’ve removed all of it, and it doesn’t look like it has spread. But, we won’t know for sure until we receive the tests back from the lymph nodes we took in the surrounding area. That could take up to a week.” Then, he reassured us Daddy was doing well from surgery and was in recovery.

I’m happy to say The Bull’s story ends well. The cancer hadn’t spread, and he would be fine. But had his tummy not been bothering him, we probably would have not known cancer was alive and well inside his body until it was too late.

I know everyone’s story doesn’t end like his. And I didn’t tell you that to make you feel bad if your experience isn’t looking like it will end well. What I do want to offer you is hope. Hope and belief that even if cancer costs you your life, that other good things may come from it like how something like this pulls and welds families together.

So, if you’re living with cancer or experienced it the way I have, through a loved one, a diagnosis doesn’t have to be the end. Everything happens for a reason. Whatever season you’re in with this disease, please know that my heart goes out to you.

And please also know that just as I ached for my father’s well-being, I ache for yours. My prayer is that a cure will be found to stave off this disease once and for all. But until it is discovered, take heart that someone out there loves you and is praying on your behalf. May God bless you and your family as you navigate the rough waters of a cancer diagnosis. I love you. Take care.

where do you come from? i hear that there’s a lot of different types of you, different forms, people find it at different times, and all in all it seems that there is this mystery about who, what, and where you are. I don’t understand how you could be so elusive while we’re dedicating so much to finding out more about you and how to beat you. Are we asking the wrong questions? Are we looking at the wrong areas? Are we sharing our findings enough between all the people working on it? Would Google do it better / different / faster? One thing I do believe (hope at least) is that we have to be making progress everyday – so hopefully it won’t be long. You’ve already ravaged my life in certain ways that I could never forget; but there are many more lives that you’ll never get a hold of – so screw you.
2010 – we’re gonna find out more…. look out!

You’re crazy if you think I’m going to let you win. I’m still here and I’m gonna fight you like you wouldn’t believe. There are millions that have faced you before and won and I will be one of them. I know that you are beatable and I will do everything in my power to beat you. I have countless people to support me and they mean so much to me that we are going to beat you. So, I hope you’re ready for a battle because I am bringing everything I got to fight you. I’ll talk to every doctor in the world if I have to, and I’ll spend every minute of my time finding ways to improve my health and get you out. Have you seen what hospitals have lately — you’re gonna be gone.
Bye!!!

You have taken away three women that I love dearly. I’m so frustrated… and I’m angry…and I’m so confused. How can you do this to these moms, friends, parents, role models, supports? I miss them, daily.