The Cure Can’t Be Worse

Disclaimer: this is NOT political so please no politics!

Yesterday it was said that we can’t let the cure be worse than the disease. All that I could think about with that was cancer. Not Coronavirus and the economy. Cancer and how it’s pretty darn close to being case. In this picture are 2 of my chemo meds. Doxorubicin in the brown bag and Cisplatin in the green. Both of those being pumped into me at one time. Two old school, harsh meds.

I think now about all of the patients going through chemo, their families, and their nurses. The once chemo cycle I had completely without my wife was a living Hell. I’ll never forget my nurse Suk who took me under her wing every day. She’d sit there with me and let me cry to her. She’d force me to get up when I didn’t want. She got me through that week alive.

Now you’ve got folks all over that cannot have their families with them. You’ve got nurses who maybe can’t have that personal connection and sit in the room like they did before. As humans, we’re built for physical touch and connections. We need those hugs, those shoulders to cry on, and those hands to hold. Now, more than ever, they need our prayers. They need those letters that allow them to read and hold tight to.

If you know someone who’s going through treatment, write them a letter. Have your kids or grandkids draw/color a picture. Even if you don’t, do the same things and send them to cancer centers nearby. You don’t need to send goods or anything like that. Just a hand written note or drawing. The cure may very well be worse than the disease for many without having that physical touch to get through.

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