tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post1576530341956837170..comments2024-03-20T03:37:35.596-04:00Comments on not just about cancer: connectedlauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14533311678025418958noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-38684493933086211072008-06-22T21:50:00.000-04:002008-06-22T21:50:00.000-04:00Hey Laurie, I'm just getting caught up now. And I'...Hey Laurie, I'm just getting caught up now. And I've read your intro post on Mothers with Cancer and now I've read this post. <BR/><BR/>I am the daughter of a mom with cancer.<BR/><BR/>And reading all of your posts I feel connected to all of you because of this disease. I too am sad for your new friends. And I too am scared.<BR/><BR/>I'm so grateful to all of you for sharing your stories and making me feel like that other <EM>do</EM> understand.Mom2Amarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00533902850974337396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-30860478866302820562008-06-15T14:32:00.000-04:002008-06-15T14:32:00.000-04:00Laurie--this is one of the toughest things about l...Laurie--this is one of the toughest things about living with cancer, I think. This past week, one of my friends who has metastatic cancer e-mailed me that she was afraid of dying alone. <BR/><BR/>I replied immediately that she would not die alone. I would be there for her. <BR/><BR/>And another woman I know only through my blog wrote to tell me that she was stopping treatment and getting hospice care. I cried for an hour. <BR/><BR/>I think what gets us through is when one of us is scared or down, another one is strong. So it's a teetertotter. (Is that how you spell that?)<BR/><BR/>Jeanne<BR/>www.assertivepatient.comJeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11187882620099224246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-52745211696490604462008-06-12T11:51:00.000-04:002008-06-12T11:51:00.000-04:00Thanks for sharing that. Thinking of you and Jacq...Thanks for sharing that. Thinking of you and Jacqueline and Andrea.Lene Andersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11223128667829847717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-80968971761772239112008-06-11T22:09:00.000-04:002008-06-11T22:09:00.000-04:00Hey Sister,Youa re allowed to be scared...for one ...Hey Sister,<BR/><BR/>Youa re allowed to be scared...for one fucking minute. Take that time. Be cared, be whatever. But for one minute only. That's it. Otherwise you will be crippled fear, and what does that have to do with getting dinner, making sure the kids have fresh underwear, the mortgage gets paid. Cancer does not concern itself with the shit you have to do. You have to be concerned with living. We ALL are going to die. You don't have the market on that!<BR/><BR/>I am sacred too. All the time. I am not sick. I am a felon. A scourge on society...wothless peice of shit that according to some should have done years and years in a felon prison.<BR/><BR/>Yes I am afraid of geting divorced, I am afraid of not having what it takes to survive. I am afriad of not ever having good sex again...LOL!<BR/><BR/>So be afraid, but just for one minute.<BR/><BR/>I love you! I think you are marvelous and inspiring and grand.<BR/><BR/>And know there are 4 little kids in CT who would come to pet your pets Bald!Babz Rawls Ivyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04059921674059371076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-83873116479133005682008-06-11T20:29:00.000-04:002008-06-11T20:29:00.000-04:00thanks for sharing these voices. I've added them. ...thanks for sharing these voices. I've added them. <BR/><BR/>I remember that the "quilting" comment/thought gave me a real heavy heart during our conversation... and I wasn't able to hide that fact either.jacquelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15300259556688308704noreply@blogger.com