Cancer Sucks

It’s has been one year since my SIL (sister-in-law) was diagnosed with cervical cancer. The year has been filled with disappointment, joy, and more disappointment. She has undergone chemotherapy, radiation, more chemotherapy. She has been told the cancer was cured, only to find out from another doctor the cancer had reappeared and spread. More chemotherapy was ordered, with the hope that the tumour would shrink so she could undergo radical surgery. Sadly the tumour only grew, surgery was now out of the question. Another round of chemotherapy was ordered but at the same time, she was now being told that her cancer was terminal and the chemo would only, hopefully extend her life. We go for a second opinion, they say the same thing, they would not change her treatment plan. We find out January 11th whether or not the chemo is slowing the cancer down.

My brother and his wife have a seven-year old daughter. How in God’s name do you tell a seven-year old, that you won’t see her graduate from elementary school, high school, her life? Cancer takes away your inner soul. The poor dear has waves of feeling totally and completely hopeless, depression is constant, crying and screaming break into the day far too often. My SIL is thirty-one years old, she has not experienced life to it’s fullest.

My SIL has asked me to take care of my brother and their daughter when she is no longer here. With no hesitation I say yes. She asks how will her daughter remember her. I tell her, she will be an angel, always watching over her daughter. I tell her Leah will always have her memories and no one can take those away from her. Cancer Sucks, plain and simple.


Yesterday, we received the results of my SIL’s latest CAT scan and it was neither positive nor negative. The tum our has not gotten larger, there some new suspect cells that the doctor is not sure of, and it appears it is no longer pressing on her bladder. The middle of the tumor may be dying but again the doctor is not sure. He says we will have to wait until her next CAT scan in a month to figure out whether or not the latest chemo drug is working. I think the good news about all of this is that my SIL took it as a positive sign which changed her attitude to a more optimistic one. One of the side affects of this chemo drug is she is now anemic, and will have to have a blood transfusion next week.