Cancer Lesson #??: Some of your friends will get cancer too.
Another friend diagnosed with cancer.
Three years ago, when I found out I had breast cancer, I told a friend that I was the “one” of the one in eight women who got it. I joked that I’d taken the hit for our department.
Less than a year later, that friend was diagnosed with ovarian.
A favorite cousin began treatment for triple negative breast cancer the week after I finished.
A year and a half ago, my boss had a double mastectomy after learning she had lobular cancer.
Another woman in our library system, someone I knew well enough to like and admire, was diagnosed and died a few months later of a different kind.
Mid-summer this year, doctors told a co-worker and friend that she had ovarian, which actually turned out to be GIST (gastrointestinal stromal tumor).
She’s in treatment.
And now, another one.
I have no words of wisdom to offer. Only this: Know that in the end, everyone makes their own choices, fights their own battle, goes through their own hell.
Be ready. They’re going to need our support.