Been a lot of dying going on around here due to melanoma of late, but there is also a lot of living going on as well.
For those of you that don't know me, please do not think I am being cavalier about people dying from melanoma. My girlfriend died in my arms as a result of melanoma(who I met from here by the way). I have been Stage IV melanoma since 1996 and was Stage III 9 years before that and am now in my 8th recurrence as I am in the middle of my 23rd year since diagnosis with an unknown primary.
Many people from here, both dead and alive I have met physically over 10 years of posting here when it was MPIP and more than once I wish it was me that died and not them. They fought hard, did the stinking surgeries, did the stinking treatments, did the stinking clinical trials and suffered and fought with silent screams as they awaited scan results and fought hard with many by their side
. Even today, those caregivers and families continue the fight against melanoma in the honor of those they lost on the cancer battlefield with events, fundraisers, quilts, campaigns and are standing on the doorsteps of government to build on their legacy.
Every one of them bitch slapped melanoma, drug it down the glistening hallways of clinics, radioology departments, hospitals, and with broken bottlles jabbing at melanoma with real anger and rage in an effort to defeat it drug it to the gutter and gave it their all.
So, to those we have lost and their families and caregivers, I salute you.
However, to paraphrase my supercalifragilisticexpealidocious super melanoma buddy Amy Busby,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,not today.
So I would ask that all of you Stage Fouries chime in, declare yourself undead irrespective of the odds and say "not today"
Sick, lame and lazy, speak up Stage IV people. One of our only many jobs is to show others that in spite of the odds and statistics, people DO live and survive melanoma.
Call me undead. Speak up please Stage IV people!