It doesn’t take much for me to get distracted.. but you can bet your boots that reading a post where someone wishes cancer on someone else.. that will do it everytime. Not just one person, but this person wished cancer on all the management people at their cable provider because 300GB of data just isn’t enough to keep up with her gaming lifestyle.
I debated for a few minutes after reading it, to figure out if I even wanted to respond to that. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Why would anyone WISH CANCER ON SOMEONE????? And over bandwidth??? Seriously? I responded.. and responded to the response.. and then decided to walk away.
I was so fuming mad that I took screenshots of the post and sent them to a friend.. needing some sort of validation to my anger from some rational thinking person.. to which I got back “but that’s about you”
What?? What the fuck?? I wanted to pour out all the anger that came along with this whole conversation.. but she was right. It was about me. It was totally about me that I was so entirely pissed off that this person would wish cancer on someone because with that statement, a thousand images of what that one word, “cancer”, brings.
The hours I spent vomiting, long after there was nothing left to vomit. The longing to go outside and feel the sun on my face, but not having the strength to get out of bed. The pain. The pain of feeling my cells fight each other inside of me. The pain of radiation killing cells inside of me. The sores and blisters inside my mouth. The lockdown to prevent further illness with such a low immune system. The rooms of other patients, and faces that change, or don’t make it back for the next round. The fear. The fear that death was knocking on my door. That I could die. The smiles I put on my face so people wouldn’t worry… because I didn’t want them to go through what I went through when my mother was dying of cancer.
I remember watching her fade in and out of sleep.. her breath stopping for longer than it should until she gasped for another breath. I remember her going thru the stages of grief, knowing that she wasn’t going to beat this thing. I remember the blood transfusions, and the tests.. each result almost unbearable to wait for. Every answer weighing down on just how much time we had left together. I remember watching her favorite movies with her, and putting her in the wheel chair to keep getting out and living to the best of her ability.. even if that was only a 10 minute wheel around the block. I REMEMBER WATCHING MY MOTHER DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH .. and do it with SO MUCH dignity.
I remember my gran fighting this same beast .. Like a champ! And the other family members that have ALL been taken by this monster.
I REMEMBER FIGHTING MY ASS OFF so that I didn’t die that same slow painful death. Walking miles after surgeries against doctors advice. Getting out and about when I was supposed to be on bedrest. Drinking those foul green smoothies and juices, if I could eat or drink anything at all.. because if I was going to force it down me, it was going to work towards the fight. I remember avoiding tv, and finding things I loved to do.. discovering I could paint.. and write.. and sing.. although I rarely had the breath and energy to get thru a song at that time.
This upcoming week makes 10 years since my mother passed away. It doesn’t feel like it’s even been 10 months. She was only 49 when she died… ironically, because she always said “I’ll be lucky if I make it to 50”. I wish she were still around. We didn’t have a very close relationship, but in those months that I was able to spend with her before she died, we grew close.. what could’ve been the beginning of the kind of relationship I had always wanted with my mother.
I wish she were still around. I wish she could see her grandson.. and experience being a grandparent. I wish she hadn’t been diagnosed with Cancer. I wish that no one would ever be diagnosed with cancer ever again. So yes… when I read someone wishing this awful illness on a group of people just carrying out their job descriptions to cap data to 300GB per month.. I take it quite personally.