Being ill is no piece of cake, but there are others out there, the silent ones, that let me know that they have it much worse than I do. I got to live my life, but sadly others never will.
Cancer is a bitch, but abuse is even worse, especially with children. Yet, with cancer, you have a fighting chance and have people around you that care and fight with you, not against.
I posted this on Disqus yesterday:
Sadly, Peter would have had a better chance if he was diagnosed with cancer. Instead, three ‘monsters’ decided his fate.
I’m sorry for Manchester, but there are silent voices that will never be heard nor given a chance. I just want to change one thing in the world before I go and this could be it. How you may ask? Not sure, I respond.
I’ve always wanted to be a writer, so how can I use my GOD given talent to help those of abuse, whether it be a child, the elderly or pets (animals). These three groups have no ‘voice’ in today’s ‘society.’ (I struggle to refrain from calling it worse.)
I think of the movie ‘Grand Torino’ (Clint Eastwood) and think if only.’ I would give up my life to just save one innocent soul.
Don’t praise me for this, cuz I’ve f-cked up plenty in my years and I just want to give back.
So, yes, we are squarely in the middle of ‘terrorist’ situations and it is all too sad, but what about those who suffer in silence?
Peter never got to RULE HIS OWN WORLD.
‘SO MUCH TO DO, SO LITTLE TIME…’
For all cancer/autoimmune victims/survivors, from the very young to the very old and everyone in between!!
Spent all day at the hospital, am totally exhausted and what is in the news?! THIS: http://www.breitbart.com/news/judge-blocks-trump-order-on-sanctuary-city-funding/ !!!
Okay, I am officially pissed and if I had known this before the hospital, I would’ve said something to that Hispanic family on the elevator who spoke NO ENGLISH! I would have said something like, “Oh hey, you know that summer is on its way so make sure you have plenty of I.C.E.!!!” No holds barred!! I’m taking no prisoners any longer! Enough is enough! This was my comment on BREITBART:
“Okay liberal judge who doesn’t give a crap about us Americans (don’t care what your name is), my Medicare and Medicaid benefits will plummet (I have cancer & a feeding tube), while illegals will continue getting my ‘paid for by my own taxes, withheld from my hard earned paychecks’ care, for free?! Go f-ck yourself!!!”
Want access to our healthcare?! Become LEGAL and pay your Social Security and other taxes!! If I have to go through this ‘system,’ so do YOU!!!
Last year I met a lady from Columbia and her mother was coming to live here LEGALLY!! Guess what?! She had to wait for a year or so, after being here, to get the healthcare she needed!! She had a feeding tube also.
I have no problem with this. So why is it these illegals get something for nothing over us?!
When you step into a doctor’s sterile, cold and colorless exam room, you just want to turn around, run straight home and climb back into bed. A nice dark bedroom. Away from the needles, invasive x-rays and procedures.
If I, as an adult, become extremely uneasy, just imagine what goes through a kid’s head. Believe you me, when I say that I would take the place of a kid in a heartbeat. They are much too young for this.
My youngest nephew would blurt out ‘not nice’ if something wasn’t going his way. I can relate when it comes to doctors! There isn’t anything nice about being poked and prodded.
My main doctor is a gastroenterologist and liver specialist. During one of our many discussions, he mentioned that he did not get into pediatrics because it was too emotionally taxing. For this sole reason, he only sees adults.
He recommended me for a writing job for the pediatric clinic. I worked with the head pediatric doctor on a special project.
I was in clinic one afternoon and asked if I would like to see an actual ERCP procedure. I got permission from the hospital, procedure doctor and most importantly the parents of a three-year-old boy.
It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever experienced. That poor toddler. It broke my heart and I had to leave before it was over. I couldn’t stomach it. I could see how distressed the parents were. It’s like one of those ASPCA animal rescue commercials: Dogs shivering in the snow. Utter helplessness.
Afterward, the parents were looking quite tired and the toddler was a handful. He was really nasty to everyone, but who could blame him? I didn’t.
Being a former cat owner, I can guarantee you this kitten jumped back up onto the bed to resume the battle!
Cancer comes in all different flavors and affects all age groups and sexes. So, if there is one thing to take from all this is that you are not alone.
Although, when it affects children it is even more devastating, especially for the parents. My heart goes out to each and everyone it touches.
I was recently in Phoenix and saw this poster. Kudos to the parents and child who agreed to this poster. I’m sure it wasn’t easy, but a lot of good can come of it.
I’m not sure exactly where I’m going with this, but as with all blogs, directions can change and usually for the better. It’s a learning process and takes time. I would like this to be shared between parents and their children, so for now, I will leave it as is.
The battle for me has just begun.