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Sneaky thyroid cancer

The cancer snuck up on me today at work...not fun. While looking at some childhood cancer photos today with colleagues, we found this particular photo of a teenage boy getting a treatment of some sort. I had this flashback to my hospital experience, thinking about how I hated that IV to the point that the last 24 hours or so I was in the hospital, I would not let the hospital staff use it at all. I thought about how I hated that drain in my neck and walking around with this drain full of crap in my hospital gown pocket. I thought about how all I wanted to do was to make this all go away.

I was overwhelmed with emotions...for him and, selfishly, for me. I felt myself getting emotional, closed my eyes, and wondered what was happening but then I knew.

There is a thyroid cancer support group meeting at the local hospital here this Saturday. I'm going to try to go if schedules allow. I'm curious and wonder what it would be like to be in a room with other thyroid cancer survivors. Sometimes I feel alone.

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  1. I just read your latest blog postings. I know you know you’re not alone, and I’m sorry you sometimes feel alone – although I imagine that feeling is unavoidable. The support group sounds like a good idea for as long as you find it useful and positive. I hope you continue to give yourself permission to embrace yourself, to parent yourself. And I hope you know how much I love you and how much I admire you. Having you in my life is a great good thing.
    Dale
    PS: I can’t respond to the football stuff – it’s way out of my league. But as for the salaries – what a joke!

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  2. Cancer is sneaky, and worse than that. To me, it's a terrorist. Hang in there, you are not alone! And we get to work to help kill childhood cancer at CureSearch, which is kinda nice!
    regards
    Curt

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  3. Hey there. I just diagnosed 5 or 6 weeks ago and had my thyroid removed on Monday. I'm trying to find others like me! I'll keep reading to see what kind you had, but are you better? Is it over? Did you have to take the radiation pill? Ugh.

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