Friday, April 11, 2008

EEEEWWWW!

This analogy came to me while I was back in bed this morning after feeding the animals. I've always hated things like tics and other parasitc things that live off of the body. They've always grossed me out. Cancer is a parasite. It survives by using my body as a host. I hate that.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi there! Just checking in from across the pond in the UK. All is well on this side. God Bless the USA, where things make sense, conveniences abound, and people get regular dental care! Can't wait to come home, and touching down anywhere in our great and wonderful country is good enough for me!

Just thinking of you and hoping things are going well. Sounds like you're hanging in there. Your comment about feeling isolated hits home with me. I remember when my white count was very low and no one could come near me ... for about three weeks. That was miserable. My friends would come to the door, drop off food or groceries or whatever, and leave. I hated it, but getting sick meant an immediate hospital stay.

Anyway ... it sounds like Mike will be home soon, and also like you'll probably be glad he's home like never before! As you said ... as miserable as cancer is, it definitely puts things in the proper perspective.

Thinking of you and saying prayers for you ...

Love,

Claudia