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aubreyj-shark · 8 hours ago
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Journey to the Positive Drip: A Chat with Nelson Beltijar
Journey to the Positive Drip: A Chat with Nelson Beltijar
This is an ABSOLUTE MUST-LISTEN episode!!  Our special guest is Mr. Nelson Beltijar – a man of unwavering faith, gratitude, and humility.   Nelson paints a VERY vivid picture of his struggles in being diagnosed with cancer in 2016, followed by 3 years of chemotherapy, multiple tumor removal surgeries, spinal infections, and more.  From being told to “get personal arrangements in order”, to…
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candy--heart · 19 hours ago
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Tito (grey and white) and Wally (orange and white), our beloved boys.
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remissionpossible · 2 days ago
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Check out this fucking awesome clothing for cancer patients and survivors!
I could have used some of those picc line covers and port access shirts. There’s even a hoodie designed by Oscar de la Renta because you’re fancy AF and deserve awesome clothes that make you feel good!
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such-fun · 3 days ago
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I had my surgical consult today. It was not good.
Basically my tumor is in literally the worst place. If they tried to remove it entirely they’d have to take my right lung. They’re worried not only would it be high risk but there’s no guarantee the cancer wouldn’t come back.
I don’t really know where I go from here. If I just have endless chemo until the tumor is gone or it stops working, or we try a different kind of surgery.
They could go in robotically and debulk the tumor. But the surgeon basically says they don’t like to do any surgery without knowing they got 100% of the cancer.
I’m still going to argue in favor of the debulking. The tumor is only 1.5 cm, if they can remove as much or all of the noticeably infected tissue, and then I follow up with more chemo I feel like it would at least buy me a year or two.
I don’t know.
I cried a lot today. I’m losing hope. I’m tired. And I’m angry because cancer is bullshit.
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vonkassel · 5 days ago
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Maman
Maman… juste écrire ce mot me remplis les yeux d’eau.
Maman, il y a tellement de mots qui se garrochent dans ma tete quand je pense à toi.
Tellement d’affaires que j'aimerais te dire, tellement de larmes que jaimerais verser, entendre ton rire voler milles fois en éclats.
J'me sens tellement impuissante, tellement inutile face à tout ça.
Encore une fois on se bat contre le temps. Entre vouloir l'accélérer jusqu'au moment où tu iras mieux, parce que je le sens que tu vas aller mieux. Il faut que tu ailles mieux. Il le faut.
D'un autre côté j'aimerais le ralentir au maximum, le suspendre, l'arrêter à chaque fois qu'on jase dans ton lit, à chaque fois que tu me prends la main, à chaque fois que je pose ma tête sur toi.
La maladie ça t'as changé physiquement, mais ça n'a en aucun cas altérer la douceur de ta peau. Cette peau de soie qui me flatte depuis que je suis au monde.
On dit qu'on choisi sa mere avant de venir sur terre... je te rechoisirai à chaque fois.
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mightydeeds777 · 5 days ago
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What does it mean to do what is right and just? Are you an obedient person? Or do you prefer to do what you want, when you want? Do you believe that God exists? Or do you take the easy way out, by saying "He doesn't exist"? I have a news flash: God does exist! He is on His throne in Heaven, and He does expect us to do the right thing.
By doing what is "right", I have an example: Do not fight or argue. Other examples are: Do not curse or take the Lord's name in vain; do not steal; do not murder, etc. You get the picture.
Jesus said, "To love your neighbor as yourself." But, how can we do that if we don't know Jesus? As John the Baptist said, "You just ask for forgiveness of your sins, then you can accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior. Accept Him into your heart, mind, and soul, and let Him change your heart and life forever. Then, you can do what is right and just, through the power of the Holy Spirit.
Do you know Christ as your Lord and Savior?
As always, you can communicate with me.
God Bless
Fred Villella
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such-fun · 8 days ago
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Whooo boy.
For those of you who don’t know, I’m a stage IV colorectal cancer patient. Right now I have a small amount of disease in my right lung.
I’ve been going through chemo since January. I was hoping to be cleared for surgery today, which I thought would be a relatively minor removal of lymph nodes.
Um...no.
So I have to do three more months of chemo to even be considered for surgery (they need 6 months of proof that disease has not spread. It hasn’t, it’s shrunk in fact).
After chemo, I have to do a lung function test. It has to improve from my last one or they won’t consider surgery because I would be left on oxygen and breathing machines for the rest of my life otherwise.
If my lung function test is better then we’re talking a thoractomy. What’s that, you ask? The removal of my entire right lung.
Then comes a week in the hospital and two months of recovery. And essentially learning how to be active again with one lung.
So that’s happening.
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The only good news I’ve gotten recently is that I’m getting my 2nd dose of the COVID vaccine on Monday.
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I’m feeling very proud of myself and would really like to tell you all why. I’m about to celebrate being six years cancer free on April 14th and I honestly can’t believe it’s even been that long 😮
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remissionpossible · 9 days ago
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It’s been 9 years since I got the news. Definitely a weird thing to celebrate but I do because I get to look back on how far I’ve come. 9 years of surviving.
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candy--heart · 10 days ago
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Been using up some yarn to make squares for this. We have hardwood floors and very little furniture, so I am trying to make soft stuff the cats can nest in, if they want.
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mightydeeds777 · 11 days ago
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All of the writings and songs in the blog, are all used to help people in their physical and spiritual suffering. This blog is to lead people to salvation, through the precious blood of Jesus Christ. The blood that he shed for everyone. We are saved and healed through His death and resurrection.
It is all for the absolute glory of God, the Father; through Jesus Christ, who is King of Kings and Lord of Lords, through the mighty power of the Holy Spirit. This is all in Jesus' name, amen!
Shalom
As always, you can communicate with me.
God Bless!
Fred Villella
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thefatgirloffashion · 14 days ago
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Cancer Tried It!
Cancer Tried It! It’s been a while since I’ve dropped you a love note.  You may be wondering why I went missing?  Well, cancer tried it!  I fought cancer and won.  Glad to be back friends.  It’s a true celebration. Keep reading for deets on my return.   (more…)
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writtenspacedust · 15 days ago
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Trauma is strange. Sometimes, I want to joke about it, laugh about all the times I was stuck on that hospital bed. “Oh, I was always so cold in there,” I would chuckle to my friends that nodded with little eager murmurs to one another as they tuned in and out to every conversation like they were different stations on a radio. “it was really uncomfortable too, I always slept on the little pull-out couch in my room when I could, heh.” I want to hear other silly and meaningless remarks in light tones from my friends, making the memories of the situation a little easier to cope with.
Sometimes, I want it to be serious. I want to be held close to someone’s heart that beats loudly in my ear. Boom, boom, boom, steady, reliable. Their arms tucked around my curled body that was lounged on their torso as I hiccup through my words, trying to get past the stage of hyperventilating because I’m stronger than that, I can afford to cry after the reason behind it is out in the open. My wounds licked and carefully bandaged, I want to small and pitied. Such a disgusting act to admit it, but sometimes, I want that. To be simply soothed and told that “they love me anyway” and that I am so strong.
Trauma is strange. Strange to know that, when I hear someone mention what I went through and wanting to pursue an education involving it, that I have experienced it. I would be one of their patients. Feels almost unreal, would be, it seems, if it weren’t for the consequences of said trauma.
“Do you remember all of it?” They ask me, wondering, pondering, curious to dive in with pity-filled eyes because I am a charity case.
”No, I was a child, after all. I don’t remember all of my treatments, they were almost all the same. I had clinical depression during it, I don’t remember all of that either though.” I say, gritting my teeth until they ache with pleas of letting go of my anger and hurt but I cannot because how dare they talk so nonchalantly about something so deep driven in me?
“I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I get it . . . it was kind of like . . . you know?“ Their words drift in and out because they don’t have the right to tell me that they understand because it wasn’t their experience. My trauma is my own, not their own rise to fame amongst acquaintances.
Trauma is strange. I will live with it forever, as long as I may stand and remember. It marks my body, my mind, my little photographs of childhood filled with death and constant loneliness because my only companion was death.
Trauma is strange, but it built me into someone that I struggle to better. For myself, not for it.
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50r · 15 days ago
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Got my biopsy yesterday. My doctor managed to snag some samples in my neck with 4 different needles but goddamn, the 4th needle she stuck into my neck, I felt an intense pain. I guess the nerves are totally mixed up in my neck but holy crap, I should’ve just stayed home instead of going to work. They used a numbing spray to make sure I didn’t feel it, but man, totally didn’t work for the needle they stuck deeper. Also, there’s a chance that the cancer might come back so yeah...
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