I just got word that my grandmother has stage-4 lung cancer. She went in for a physical a few months back in order to see if she could work in my parents' new care home facility, and after running some tests the doctors found some malignant lung cancer. They have recently found that it has since metastasized to other parts of her body. She's only smoked maybe 10 times in her life, but she grew up in Indonesia where smoking is still the norm. I suspect second-hand smoking might have played a key role.
Nevertheless, she's in her mid-70's but is as vibrant and healthy looking as ever. Her mind is still active and she just seems so alive. It's...hard for me to believe.
I'm not ignorant about these matters however. I myself am currently applying to medical school as some gaffers may know so cancer is something that I've reviewed plenty of times while in undergrad. I also know that the odds for her survival over the next five years aren't good, with the renowned Mayo Clinic stating:
She's my last living grandparent and I am incredibly close to her. I feel like I'm on the brink of tears but for some reason cannot cry. She's still with us, so it almost feels like I can just ignore this news and life can keep going just the way it was. I've had loved ones die before, but I have grown up incredibly close to my grandmother that I just don't know what to do. If you're religious, please pray for her as I have been every day.
Fuck cancer.
Nevertheless, she's in her mid-70's but is as vibrant and healthy looking as ever. Her mind is still active and she just seems so alive. It's...hard for me to believe.
I'm not ignorant about these matters however. I myself am currently applying to medical school as some gaffers may know so cancer is something that I've reviewed plenty of times while in undergrad. I also know that the odds for her survival over the next five years aren't good, with the renowned Mayo Clinic stating:
The five-year survival rate for people diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer that has spread (metastasized) to other areas of the body is 4 percent.
She's my last living grandparent and I am incredibly close to her. I feel like I'm on the brink of tears but for some reason cannot cry. She's still with us, so it almost feels like I can just ignore this news and life can keep going just the way it was. I've had loved ones die before, but I have grown up incredibly close to my grandmother that I just don't know what to do. If you're religious, please pray for her as I have been every day.
Fuck cancer.