Last week a friend sent me a few questions about some tourist spots in Madagscar because a friend of his is going there. I did a Google search...and then went through my blog and found the best posts. In general, Madagascar isn't such a great tourist destination because of lack of infrastructure/stability/development...but it was so nice to go through my blog....and read what I wrote way back when.

It made me want to write about what goes on now. Except I already share too many photos of the dog on Facebook and Instagram :P. 

There is something going on in my life....that I struggle with daily. Someone I love very much is struggling with cancer. They are going through treatment right now and will have surgery at some point...and I am praying so hard that this terrifying experience will be over then. Someone I love...through osmosis I guess (the spouse of someone close to me) is just beginning their cancer treatment.

Here's the thing about treatment. I thought it was SO simple and straight forward and a list of steps:

  1. Cancer diagnosis
  2. Begin chemo or radiation
  3. Have a surgery if required
  4. Take pills for 5 years
  5. Get regular check ups to make sure it stays in remission.
Nothing could be further from the truth. Cancer diagnosis requires at least 5 tests, different consultations with different specialists, a plethora of appointments to discuss/prepare your cancer treatment, "chemo school" and "radiation school" where you learn about the worst case scenarios/what to watch for/how to be prepared... Then the treatment begins. The treatment may have to be postponed if the patient is too sick. The patient may end up in the hospital because of side effects or infections... And I'm just describing the very little that I've learned in the last two months. 

I don't live in the same city or province as the two warriors....but that doesn't mean that it doesn't impact my daily life. Some days, I speak about cancer/cancer treatment like I'm talking about the weather. Other days (like last night), I end up crying on the phone while sticking my head in the lettuce section at the grocery store because I am just so overwhelmed and terrified. I don't think the human brain was built for this. Or perhaps the brain is, but not the heart. 

Last weekend, I did a 5km "race" to raise funds for cancer. Of course I was late....because such is my life post-Madagascar (not sure if I can use that as an excuse anymore!). I was also happy to do the 5km solo. Person #1 had just gone to the hospital because they were experiencing severe side effects and was on my mind. I wanted the time to reflect....and to be totally honest, I wanted to feel like I was actually DOING something to help, since I often feel desperately helpless. 

The Tshirt was actually made in MG....therefore it required another shirt underneath since it was tooo tiny for me.
It was very cold and yes, my lips are a little purple. 

While this post is a little all over the place....I'm realizing best conquer cancer....the patient/warrior needs support in so many ways. They need people to rally around them. They need a positive environment. They need others to understand if they lash out.

While cancer effects so many, doesn't discriminate, and is devastating. It's not just the patient that's impacted. Every single person that cares about that warrior goes through a journey of their own. Their cancer journey has absolutely nothing to do with me. But I'm still allowed to have my own reaction. 

I don't know how to end this post....other than if you are reading this, and you know someone who has cancer, reach out, send a message/text or call them....and offer your support in anyway you know how. 

Until next time....




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