My fight with Cancer continues: after 6 BCG and 6 Chemo Treatments and 3 resections in attempts to get rid of the pesky little cells, the time has come to lose the bladder , hoping the cancer goes with it. As September 11th comes close I am sure my apprehension with grow and the anxiety level will rise. However, I will acknowledge that the most difficult time is the awareness that my wife Kelly has it much harder than I do and for that I am truly sorry.
If you read my profile you are aware that way back when like 40 years ago and even further back than that, I was a mental patient. I am one of the very lucky people who recovered from mental illness and always try to be a witness to this recovery so that others who are suffering know that it is an illness from which you can recover. I want to thank and encourage those who work in the Mental Health Field to keep up the battles for tools to help and to heal. Your efforts helped heal me.
I mention my mental illness because that illness has made facing cancer much more tolerable: mental illness was more painful, more frightening than anything I have experienced in my 71 years. With Cancer I know what I am fighting against, I have seen the cancer that is in me --- when I was a mental patient I had nothing see -- all I had were overwhelming terrible feelings: fears and pain that no one could see and few understood.
So fighting this cancer, I know I could lose the battle, but I am still me, myself and I and that makes my present battles understandable and endurable.
Well enough ramblings about physical illness and mental health. I am alive, you are alive and our greatest need is to understand one another, love one another and try to bring peace and love to all. We really need to stop killing one another in this world for it has never solved any issues.
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