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Remember the olden days…before technology? Yes? Well, if you’re reading this, chances are, you’re mistaken. You only heard of one. So, I’ll ask again: Remember the olden days, before technology? No? Hey, neither do I. Life must have sucked. No TV, no microwave, no frozen dinners, no jumbo jets, no e-mail or cell phones, no digital cameras or iPods, no computers or MySpace or Facebook, short life expectancies, untreatable illnesses, and the list just goes on and on. But, at least life was simple, right? Less chaos. Less stress. Less interruption. Less expectation. Less hustle-bustle. Good, healthy, hearty meals. No radiation or contamination floating through our air and water. Healthy fish in the sea! And disease? Sure, we’ve come a long way, but it’s still here.
We have cures and treatments for everything. But survival is never guaranteed. And, just to get this out of me and off my chest: sometimes treatment becomes the disease. Sometimes it destroys the person before the real disease does. It's the most painful thing anyone could ever live through or witness. But I don’t mean to be pessimistic and to bash modern medicine. I’m just being real. What it all comes down to is this: Disease is pain. Physically and Emotionally. For the person who has it, and for the people who are part of that person’s life. This is living life with cancer, vicariously.
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