Cancer has to be the ugliest disease in the world. It's repulsive. It saps the energy from its victim and the loved ones around that person - like a vampire to blood. It wastes away at a person. It is the most disgusting thing in the world.
I have often come across people who have either had cancer or who have known someone close to them who has died from cancer. The old stereotypical statement comes through: I never realized it would hit my immediate family also.
Well, check that. With the prevalence of cancer nowadays, I had expected something like this to affect us, but I didn't realize how much so it would affect us. It was about a year ago that my mother was first diagnosed with cancer. The news hit me like a tonne of bricks, because as some of you know, I live in the United States, and my entire family live in Australia. Needless to say, I was placed in the worst fucking situation of my life: unable to head home to help out.
Mum went through chemotherapy. The most aggressive treatment possible. But it wasn't enough to stop the cancer. The doctors have only given her 12 months. As a result, my family and I are heading home to Australia for a few weeks in April to spend some quality time with Mum before she gets really sick.
While it is an ugly and horrible situation to have to face and go through, the inevitable news (after Mum having dealt with the cancer for 12 months already) did not come as a total shock to us... we had prepared ourselves over that year for that kind of news. So when we got the news, it was more like a catalyst for "putting the plans into effect".
So through April, we'll be back in Oz. The great thing about it is that it isn't going to be a "depressing" trip despite the circumstances. We're all heading out there to have a great time with Mum and our Aussie family.
That's all I have to say about that for the time being. Maybe some more later. It's nearly 3am and wayyyy too late to write a blog.
The TrukstoP
Originally and proudly made in Perth, Australia
