Cancer Stories

"What did the doctor say?” “Nothing yet…he said he’ll have information for us soon.” “Oh…” We all put our heads back down. The last 4 hours were torture; sitting in the hospital lobby, watching all the sick people go in and out, and nurses shouting, and IV machines tick tock ticking. We knew our father had Lymphoma…we just didn’t know what the prognosis would be. How much time did he have left? Was it curable? Was he goin...

Survivor By Tony Radford The story starts with racing hearts in a room with lots of chairs where patients wait, anticipate, so little talk – just stares. On the wall, a clock has stalled and time is standing still, a silent room, with thoughts of gloom the mind begins to fill. It finally came, they called her name and led us to a space, “Please take a seat,” the doc would greet with a kind but solemn face. The doctor spok...

I am broken. But that's okay, I got over it a long time ago. Some times I even wonder if I was born this way, and then I remember, I wasn't fully smashed to pieces until about a year ago. But it's getting better and I'm moving on. Only there's a big dark cloud hovering over me, and it's like no matter how hard the wind blows it won't go away. And I haven't seen the sun in the longest time, I'm beginning to wonder if it's...