Me and cancer much to my resentment have a long story...As a kid I could have never imagined it would become such a major turning point in my life.
I was a very fortunate child for having the parents I have had and as they were growing older, the thought of losing them often terrified me , it was from time to time a nightmare that I tried to avoid thinking about, since they had always been in good health, always out and about carrying out their daily routines. I had never seen them ill in bed and the worst they ever had to face was the odd flue. Somewhere along his life my dad must have developed cancer but it was a fact that he took extra care hiding it for as long as he could, I do not really know to this day when he and for how many years he was putting a struggle against this disease until the summer of 2006 when he disappeared for quite a while at the family retreat. He used to do that every summer but not for such a long time period. When I saw him weeks later, he had lost so much weight and I was in complete confusion, along with the rest of the family, as to the reason for this happening. In a few days we had him in the hospital only to be informed that he was fighting a very serious disease...I personally could not come to terms with this..how? ...why?..Could the doctors have made a mistake...? It was in the month of October that it was decided that he had to stay in the hospital, and I always thought and believed that he would come out from there and all would be back to normal. I could not have been more wrong We were told that he time was running out very fast...while we had wished for a recovery, expecting the usual warm and nice Christmas family gathering, we were told by a doctor that the chances of that happening were pretty much zero! A couple of weeks later, he rarely talked, just looked at the clock on the wall from time to time as if he was waiting for something or someone. In the last few days of his life he asked to be transferred to our family house and this we arranged as he had wished. On the very afternoon that he was brought home , resting on his bed he had a beautiful smile full of content, he asked us to rest ourselves as he said he had put on such a burden to us...he gave us all a big smile and his wishes and before the sun set he had passed silently away...-31st October 2006.
On the 9th of January 2009, my mother followed in his footsteps after a long and painful struggle with the same disease, cancer...
Had I ever been told how I was supposed to lose both of my parents , I would have never ever believed it, but yet this is how it had happened and this is what I would never want it ever to happen to any other person. Saving just one single life, giving back life to one single human being is worth this cause....in the battle against cancer there are NO EXCEPTIONS!