F*CK Cancer

Remember this post: "None of us is immune"?
In Feb 2011 my dad was diagnosed with esophageal cancer.
In Feb 2012 my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Then this summer they both got a clean bill of health, so our family was finally able to CELEBRATE after many months of heartache and worry.

And then my mom started having some very odd and very worrisome symptoms in August. The doctors checked for all the usual culprits based on her symptoms. 
But they found nothing.

Then last week she had a CAT-scan so they could look a little closer at what was going on inside of her.... and on Thursday, 10/11/12, as she sat in the waiting room awaiting the news of Corrie's arrival, the phone call came with the results of her scan. 

In fact, the phone call came right after I walked into the waiting room, announcing the arrival of my precious angel.

The news was not good.
Pancreatic cancer.

Last night, Jess, Corrie and I took a road trip north to Allen, so that I could be there to go with mom and dad to her oncologist appointment today so that we could find out what can be done...  and he told us that her best hope is surgery. She will meet with the surgeon on Tuesday to find out if he thinks it's doable. All we can do now is hope...


Of course we are being positive and attempting to focus on the good....on each and every day that our family has together. 
But honestly, I am F**KING SICK of all these awful things happening to our family. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.

There are awful and evil people in the world who never encounter bad things in their lives....who never suffer through life-altering treatment plans.....who never lose a parent to a terrible disease.....who never, for one day in their lives, experience any kind of real heartache. And that is just so wrong. 
My parents are not smokers or drinkers or people who have had unhealthy lifestyles. They have NONE of the risk factors for the shit they have been forced to deal with. 

So I just don't understand why.
I am trying. But I just don't understand....