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It is what it says it is: If you have had cancer (or still have it now), or if you know someone who has/had it, you can post it here. heart You can tell stories, share treatment histories, etc etc. The sticky is just meant to be a place of support for people who have/had a history with cancer in one form or another, or who know someone who has/had it.

The following is a list of links people might for useful if they've had cancer, have it presently, or know someone who has/had it:

- Health Care Information Resources - Cancer links

- Cancer support groups and organizations

- CBCN (Canadian Breast Cancer Network) - Breast Cancer Support Groups

- Cancer Resources, Help, Info, Links, and Support

- National Ovarian Cancer Association

- Links - Prostate Cancer Research Foundation


If there's a link you'd like to see added, PM it to me and I will put it on the list! 3nodding

When I was about 9, my dad got diagnosed with esophagus cancer.
My dad was a very happy person, but hated going to the doctor. When he was young, he was always sick, but they were poor, so he could never get treatment. Unfortunately, I have his constant sickness D:.
So whenever he would have to go to the doctor, he would literally hide. Which I also do half the time razz .
Then finally, he was told he had cancer. He had had for a long time, but I still believed they could save him. I mean, I couldnt loose my daddy.
He was sent to a cancer lodge in vancouver, but I couldnt go. I was really mad at my mom, and I had to live with my sister, who is a few years older than me, for two months. I was fine at first, but then it was time to go to vancouver. When I got there, I was really pumped to see them. I never really understood what was really going on, I was just thinking this was all good. My dad couldnt really walk anywhere though, and I had to stay in a hotel with my sister.
I even got to watch his radiation treatment, I thought it was pretty cool.
Then I had to leave, and I cried every night at my sisters house.
My dad was eventually sent back to the hospital in my town, and into this special room in the back. I would go visit him a lot, but I always got scared. He would slip in and out of comas, and he lost a lot of weight; he was down to 90 pounds. My mom decided to stay with him, and right in front of her, he just died. The last time I talked to him was on the phone, when he wanted me to play a piano piece for him. I wish I would have gone to the hospital, but it was hard to see my daddy like that. He was in so much pain, and he couldnt eat, because the tumor was in the way.
I still remember when we would always watch Archie Bunker together, I dont even know why, but it was like a ritual for us. And how he would always hide that kinder egg for me, and I would never find it.
I really miss my dad, and so does my mom. She got really depressed after that, since it was her second husband who had died, so she kind of went depressed. This was a hard time for me too, because she would be drinking, she lost her job, and we had no money. We lived at my sisters for a while, but now we have a house again, and things are going good.
Losing a family member to cancer can be really hard, but just think, would you rather have them dead and painless, or still here, and suffering. I will never forget my daddy, but life goes on, and theres a lot of people who care about you.