So while we love to poke fun and do manly things, there is something we truly care about--cancer. While I've been taking care of my grandmother the past few months who was diagnosed in May with brain cancer, this is unfortunately not the first time I've had a run in with cancer.
On December 24, 2002 my father was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. It was a long, hard battle with it and being one of six children, it was a struggle for our whole family. While most kids were out enjoying their high school years, I got my little brothers and sister off to school, made sure they did their homework, cooked dinner (or heated up the many frozen pasta dishes one accumulates from family friends during cancer), cleaned, and got them off to bed while my mother and father spent all their time in the hospital after working 9-5 every day. My father, while being diagnosed with cancer, suffering from blood clot after blood clot, and being diagnosed with diabetes only months before, still worked everyday of his cancer treatment and worked his chemotherapy treatments around the weekends so he couldn't miss a day of work. I watched the strongest man I've ever known battle daily with his own body turning on him. Seeing my father pale as a ghost, watching him lose weight including his dad belly, hearing him throw up every Saturday from chemotherapy, seeing him shave his head to hide the patches of hair missing, listening to my mother sob alone in her room while my Dad was at the hospital sleeping before 50/50 chance surgeries--this was my high school experience. This is why I raise money, to hope that one day teenagers don't have to go through this... so it's not their high school experience too.
Luckily for my family, my father has been in remission for seven years and is healthy and happy. Unfortunately not all families can say the same thing. Since my Dad's diagnosis my family and friends have become huge participants in cancer fundraiser events. Since my grandmother's diagnosis, I have not been nearly as active in fund raising and I'm looking for your help. Any donation, 10 cents, a dollar, ten bucks... anything! The walk is this Saturday and I'm hoping to raise 100 bucks. I would appreciate any sort of donation and I know many families out there would also appreciate it.
I'm sorry it's not the usual funny, sarcastic, or done right mean post in the world, but I promise after the weekend I'll be back to my usual cruelness. :)
**Any reposting is greatly appreciated!!!