Would You Save A Life If You Could?

Reblogged from Go Light Your World:

You can. And it is easier than you think.

Life changes quickly. It's cliché, but true. I was a really healthy guy who took good care of my body, mind and spirit. I took advantage of my company's free annual health clinic and made sure my blood counts were all within normal levels. Two months after one of these tests I was diagnosed with AML, in my case an aggressive form of Leukemia.

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Having a chronic condition rules many out, but consider this if you're healthy. Do something with your time here... stomp, don't tip-toe.

Cancer Won

My loved ones fight ended today. Their battle with leukemia and all its nasty treatments (and being miserable from the side effects) has ended. For that last part, I’m happy. I’m relieved. Watching them suffer was not easy. But they are missed. And they will continue to be missed because they were greatly loved, and they loved greatly. 

Cancer hasn’t touch my life, it’s stomped on it. Repeatedly. It’s time I stomp back. 

Leukemia Sucks

Someone very close to me has been bravely battling leukemia for over a year. They did chemo and the cancer went into a false remission… for all of three months! They turned to an experimental drug protocol, and finally radiation. But now they’ve stopped all treatments.

There are so many emotions… I can’t even begin to form them into complete, coherent sentences. Just…

Leukemia Sucks

Cancer Sucks

It Shouldn’t Bother Me…

I get comments addressing the “writers” or “you guys,” or “this forum,” and I have to keep repeating myself… I’m a “me.” This blog has one author, one moderator. Perhaps I’m being a tad overly sensitive, but this is my blog. These thought and feelings and experiences are mine, and I own them.

And now I will blame hormones for this rant and move on.

Do I Go YouTube?

This past Christmas I cashed in Amazon points and got me a Kindle Fire HD. Beyond using as an e-reader, the internet capability and access to WordPress, Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIN come in handy. And I LOVE Skyping with my mum since we live so far apart. But I’ve been toying with the idea of video blogging. I can use my Kindle and upload to YouTube. There’s just one problem: my handle.

As I’ve mentioned before, endochick is already taken. I don’t want to do something silly, like add a number. Perhaps, I will name it something to do to with the blog.  If anyone has suggestions, please drop them in the comments. 

Endometriosis Edith?

March has nearly slipped the coop. Where did it go? I had to post at least one more time before month’s end, and I want it to be whimsical. After all, if you cannot laugh with this disease, then it is bound to drive you insane.

I once knew a crotchety old man with a bum knee. He swam. He golfed. He took nightly walks around the block. He was just a bit slow, smelled of ointment and rubbed that knee a lot. Peculiarly, he also called it Sally.

“Sally’s gone arthritic.” “Sally’s locked up.” “Hold up, Sally needs rubbin’.”

You get the idea… everyone, from the postman to the corner grocer asked after Sally.

I remembered that man and his silly knee this morning. And it got me thinking…

Have you noticed there is a name for your period? Aunt Flo. I get the context, but Flo is a real female name. Could you imagine naming your endometriosis? Or does yours already have one? Is it male or female?

I’m not sure what I would name mine… or if I even would. Bob? Jan?

Endometriosis doesn’t have an adorable face just screaming its name. Its an insidious, evil; a poisonous alien and your body is nothing but the host.

There. I found my name. Alien.

Connecticut Fertility Clinic to Host Endometriosis Awareness Event: Is This a Good Thing?

Disclaimer: This post discusses infertility. 

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