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Well, skin cancer specifically is the pos disease I've learned about recently. You see this strong person become a former shell of themselves before your eyes. You try to remain positive but you see the end in sight. A person close to me developed a bump on their face. They learned of the cancer and the doctors went in to remove the disease. The prognosis after surgery was well. The small scar on the face of my beloved person in my life was barely noticeable. Then, three weeks ago, the cancer exploded. The cancer cells multipiled and now the entire side of their face had to be removed. I was at work during the surgery, because this person is such a fucking badass they had half their face removed without telling a soul. Well, within a few hours the word finally made its way to me and I jetted toward their house. That small unnoticable scar with a optimistic view on remission was now, as best I can describe, a debacle. Its truly a scene from a batman movie. The entire right side of the face looks like it was dipped in acid. Reconstructive surgery will be done, but the strength is gone in their life. They no longer speak in a rich, strong NY tone. Its a defeated person, a person making reservations with god. The cancer is only contained, not defeated.
I hate this disease.
I hate this disease.