Quote Originally Posted by birdgirl73
I'm so sorry for your loss, Daima. That's so heartbreaking. Did she have the aggressive, inflammatory kind and carry the BRCA1 or BRCA2 genes in her family? I wish to goodness we could eradicate that disease. It's insidious. Judy, my long-time administrative assistant at my job, died of the very same disease a year and a half ago. My sister, as you may know, is currently nearing the end stage of ovarian cancer. We think her cancer was probably helped by the fact that she took two rounds of powerful fertility drugs 15 or so years ago when she was trying to get pregnant.

I work as hard as I can at preventing all kinds of cancer, breast among them. I keep my weight normal (it's slightly below normal at the moment), exercise, eat right, don't smoke cigs, have regular manual exams, get my mammograms, never have taken fertility drugs, and don't plan to take supplementary hormones of any kind in another six or eight years when the hot flashes begin. I've also experienced pregnancy and lactation, which helps cut women's breast and ovarian cancer risks signficantly, too.

The thing that'll give it to me, if anything does, is either the increasing risk that comes with age or the amount of stress I'm under, but I try my best to manage the stress with exercise. Too bad having only medium-sized unaugmented breasts doesn't cut the risk because I'd have that covered, too, if it did! Even with all my efforts, I know cancer of some type could still nail me to the wall. That's why it's so hateful. It gets plenty of healthy, careful people, too. (And yes, Cananbis, even babies sometimes get particular types of cancers, too. In rare cases, they're even born with malignant tumors.)

Much love and peace to you, Daima, for having been through that experience. It's hard to watch a loved one go through that, isn't it?
After all of these years i still cry on a daily basis, especially when i look at my grandkids. Dao(her name) was everything to me. She survived the american led bombing of her homeland(Vietnam), only to die 14 years later from a fucking tumor. It just dont seem fair.
She took her own death better than i ever could. She seemed to of welcomed it.
The hardest thing i have ever done in my life was to watch my wife die.
Dao, means, Beautiful Flower, in Vietnamese. And a beautiful flower she was.

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