From Valerie to Pammy with very different opinion from Metastatic Liver Cancer below
(pammy’s liver cancer story please give your hugs)
Hi Pammy,
Yes, I am reading – I stumbled upon your post while looking for something else – so I guess it was meant to be. I lost my boyfriend to liver cancer last year. It was the hardest 5 years of my life – watching the treatments – and the change and feeling so lost and alone.
Fortunately, the liver support group at Shands Hospital in Gainesville Florida and Dr. David Nelson, head of GI Liver gave us a lot of love – tons of love – and managed to find clinical studies that benefited my boyfriend. The study benefited him so much he became eligible for a transplant (as far as the Doctor’s were concerned) but the state of Florida (Medicaid) denied him because of the money. This was a real blow to everyone.
I won’t say I am religious – I am spiritual – but God does answer prayers and is there in our hour of need – the God of the universe or whatever you want to call him.
The universe has a purpose for each and every one of us, for you and your sister – Your sister is cared for by God and the universe and – people like me are out here for you – praying, sending you hugs, and love and healing vibes. Reach out to that energy. We are all in this together – none of us – alone — though we feel it often and there is nothing more horrible than the grief we feel when we lose someone –
I have come to see those who I’ve lost are still here with me – they are my angels now – and God knows I could not go on without them.
We send you love and hugs – never stop believing in the angels – They help us through the hard times to show us the miracles.
Remember – your sister is God’s child, a beautiful child of the universe – and though we might not understand her purpose right now or her suffering – she is great and good – enduring more than we can imagine.
hugs, and hugs and eons of hugs
Valerie
aka “Ariel” arielval {AT} yahoo.com
What we have to say to the universe
I still haven’t figured out what the universe was trying to say to father who had been helping people all his life, worked all his life and didn’t seem to have any enemies. Is it that the universe doesn’t want people like that to live their last days in peace and quietness?
I wouldn’t have mind that father had died sitting on a table sipping his coffee at a ripe old age, but I really don’t see the point why the universe has to enlarge his liver each day a tiny bit and suck all the life out of father…
Yet like we say: each cancer story is different, and if you can live with what happened in a good way, you are already one step further than me.