Got a great phone call last night

My cancer was a squatter.

It took up residence, unannounced and uninvited, and after a lengthy battle, was forcibly evicted but not before trashing the place.

Prayers for success and healing.

Thanks Rusty

The caners not mine. It wants to be mine but I wont claim it. ;)

Squatters can be tough to evict.

Glad you finally kicked it out.
 
Kenny:

The My cancer surgery was back in June of 2012. So far cancer free. I, along with the rest of the forum, are rooting for you. God Bless!!

Best Regards, Les

Thank you Les and congratulations!!

I LOVE hearing of others that kicked its butt.

I don't hate cancer for what its done to me.

I hate cancer because of what I have seen it do to others.....
 
Two years after treatment, I’m among the 20% who make it this far for my type of cancer. Had another CT a coupla weeks ago. No sign of recurrence.

Go get ‘em, bro! Kick that SOB’s as&!:cool:

Once again, I LOVE reading these.

Its doomed. No doubt about it. :D
 
Dayum! Sometimes I think I've had it tough with some of my health issues, then you come along with your inspiring story and attitude.
Thank you, and congratulations!
You've lifted me up and a bunch of others here!
"Never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never—in nothing, ..."
- Some old guy named Winston
 
Great news and a tremendous success story for you. You are blessed. I lost a very close friend to pancreatic cancer in November. He was sick only 5 months and diagnosed only 2 months. Terrible disease.
So please kick it's arse for my friend Dean and yourself and all those fighting it.
You are inspirational and blessed!!
 
Thank you again for your comments. And I'll kill some cancer for Dean too.

Early on I was struggling and I started getting a really bad attitude and wasn't particularly fun to be around.

I had a nurse ask me one day what was wrong and I said nothing. She got on her little stool with wheels and scooted over and said, "no really Kenny, what's wrong?"

I could have had a flat tire or a fight with a girlfriend, she didn't care what the problem was she just wanted to help me.

What she did and the chain of events triggered by her changed me and my life forever. I am forever grateful for what they did for me.

I went cancer free for about a year before it came back.

When I saw my doctor he gave me a few choices, actually 6 choices. At the time they really didn't have a "treatment" so I signed up for my first clinical trial.

That evening as I was leaving the hospital I was overwhelmed with emotions and gratitude.

I was grateful for two things. One, that it was me who had the cancer and not a young mother, father or child.

Two, that I had been given the opportunity to possibly help someone I will never meet and possibly make their life better. Opportunities like that don't come around very often.

I believe that cancer feeds on hate and fear and fears love, gratitude and people being happy and laughing all the time.

There are no promises when cancer strikes. It has one goal and one goal only, to kill. So I do everything in my power to make it as difficult on the cancer as I can.

Gratitude, attitude and hope. They go a long way in life.
 
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