the week started off going to a brewery north of the philly area with a co-worker who was celebrating beating breast cancer.
Then came tuesday....
- got an email, a friend was just diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, checking on the options,
- next day a childhood friend texts that he was just diagnosed with early stages of prostrate, prognosis looks great for him.
- Later in the morning another childhood friend is diagnosed with 1st stages of breast cancer, again, prognosis very positive.
- go to have a beer for my friends, my friend, also a bartender there is sitting there, I sit next to her, we chat and she tells me she is on that side of the bar because she just found out that day her mother, a breast cancer survivor, was just diagnosed with ovarian cancer, she underwent surgery yesterday, prognosis still unknown.
- talk to another former work friend, her mother has been fighting anal cancer, she began chemo and radiation on wednesday, again, prognosis unknown at this time
- fast forward to this afternoon, my buddy diagnosed with pancreatic cancer on tuesday finds out the cancer he DIDN'T have 3 months ago is an aggressive form and has gotten to his liver....he is given 3-6 months doing nothing, 14 months if he decides to make his final days comfortable, he opts for the short term.....3 frigging months ago no cancer...today he ONLY has 3 months to live.....
I know my dealing with these emotions is nothing compared to what they or anyone who has this disease is dealing with, but WTF......
and yes i know my attachment can be considered vulgar, I am prepared to accept warning points or a ban if it comes to that, but frankly I don't know how else to express my feelings right now.