I follow a blog called Fat Cyclist. It is a pretty popular blog, and I mostly found out about it because Twin Six makes some cool looking jerseys and they are for his blog/cancer fighting team. His wife, Susan, was battling metastasized breast cancer and she passed away on Wednesday. Over the past few months I had been reading his blog and he started talking about how hard it was getting with Susan’s cancer. He would try to move her and she would be in severe pain, and then they put her on morphine and she started getting delusional. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to lose the person you love so dearly, but Fatty (that’s the nickname he picked up from his blog) did.
My dad was diagnosed with cancer in 1994, I was 10 years old. Up until then he was my best friend, I was a daddy’s girl. We went hiking, fixed the car (he fixed, I asked every single question I could think of), he would spin me around the the trashcan, take me to where he worked, I was glued by his side all the time. They found a tumor in the back of his left leg, about the size of a mango. It was completely en-capsuled and was malignant. They took the tumor out and he went through radiation (no chemo, thankfully!). He has been free of the cancer since, but we never could have guessed what happened next. Six months after he had the surgery, his left leg went numb. Being the active person he was, he didn’t know what to do. In hindsight, he would have been better off with a numb foot. But they went in for an additional surgery. What had happened, was the scar tissue had wrapped around the perennial nerve (the main nerve in your leg) and suffocated it. So they figured they could go in, clear the scar tissue away and it would be fixed. So they did that, and while he was in surgery, they also took part of his calf muscle and flipped it up to “protect” the nerve. He woke up from that surgery in pain and that pain has never left his body. He was 39 years old and its been an adventure since then. There were low points, like when he was on oxy contin, and not too many high points. He has been on pain medication for 14 years and its always been a different mixture. Every doctor he has met thinks they can cure him, now he goes to the VA and they just give him enough medication to keep him quiet. He walks with a cane and for longer distances he has a motorized chair.
I am grateful that I have my father around, but it still has been a struggle. So my heart goes out to the Fat Cyclist family, they now have four children that will not grow up with their mother and a husband that lost the love of his life. Cancer is a mean thing that we can prevent, avoid and help find cures. I encourage you to visit Fatty’s blog, and also consider making a donation to the Lance Armstrong foundation in memory of Susan. Not to mention, Fatty is giving away a bike and your entries are based on how much money you donate. You can visit his LIVESTRONG challenge page HERE.
I think we all have been affected by cancer in some way, most of the time we never know why or when, but it happens. So if you can, visit Fatty’s LIVESTRONG challenge page to make a donation in honor of Susan, she fought so hard and wanted nothing else but to be with her family.
I know it’s Friday, so I hope this post didn’t bring you down too far. Hopefully you see that you can help make a difference and that can lighten your day.