What Cancer is Like

I have been collecting thoughts from my brain hole about what it's like living with cancer, using obscure metaphors that probably only I will understand. To my cancer friends: If you have any metaphors for what it's like living with cancer, please comment them below - I'd love to hear them.

Being diagnosed with cancer is like walking into a void.

Being diagnosed with cancer is like getting that phone call that tells you you have 7 days to live after watching that video from The Ring but you don't get to know how many days you actually have left you just know you're going to die soon.

Being diagnosed with cancer is like getting a death sentence. You're placed on death row without knowing how much time you have to wait.

Getting a cancer diagnosis is like being a child again and being forced to learn about whatever your specific diagnosis is.

Having cancer is like being an American Ninja Warrior but instead of fighting another Ninja or completing an extremely difficult obstacle course, you're fighting off unsolicited medical advice.

Trying to exist on the internet as a person with cancer is like fighting off a swarm of bees who think they are helping you by stinging you. And then the bees get angry when you're not grateful for being stung.

Getting a brand new cancer diagnosis is like becoming a newborn baby. Why? Because if you're anything like me, you moved back in with your parents who dote on you hand and foot. Is it amazing? Yes, of course it is. Does it make you feel a little helpless? Also yes.

Having cancer is strangely like getting a new start. When you're told you have a disease and that disease is incurable, you're forced to reconsider every part of your life. What you had planned, where you thought you would be by now, or five years from now. Did you want kids? You have options, but if you're like me, you'd rather focus on yourself and your own healing. 

Getting diagnosed with cancer may force you to start doing all the things you wanted to do, because now you have no idea if you have the time you thought you had to do them all.


That's about all I have for now. I'm sure more will come up, but for the sake of this blog, this is my list. 

If you've been reading these posts, thank you. I appreciate you. (Also if you comment on these posts and you want me to know who is commenting, feel free to sign your name, since they all come up as "Anonymous". 😊)

XoXo,

Molly

Comments

  1. Ross CSeptember 25, 2022 at 1:56 PM

    ❤️❤️❤️

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  2. ChikeSeptember 25, 2022 at 2:01 PM

    I know you're consistently very busy keeping together with all that you have. I miss you a lot and I would give anything for time to talk to you about life and everything in between. I miss you a lot friend.

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  3. Emily PaulsenSeptember 25, 2022 at 2:08 PM

    Molly—thank you for so bravely and vulnerably sharing your story. Your strength and humor is inspiring. Much love.

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  4. ShelbiSeptember 25, 2022 at 2:15 PM

    I ❤️ You

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2022 at 8:25 AM

    I love reading your blog. I feel like I get to know your inner thoughts and as my friend I want to know those thoughts. I love hearing how you are actually feeling. The real reals. Love you milady. I think you are swell and a powerhouse and a woman warrior Pawnee goddess (insert Pawnee porpoise cry)

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  6. Carol MillerOctober 8, 2022 at 11:30 AM

    Reading your metaphors is comedic yet enlightening, although they really are similes, you know. Remember?…(with like/as is a simile but without like/as, a metaphor.)
    They are electric storms that bring cooling, refreshing rains to a parched earth in the advent of Autumn.
    They are concentric ripples of water in a stream that ebb and flow, spreading hope to the masses.
    They are the lush sunflower blossoms turning their faces upwards to the sun to catch healing rays.
    Love you Molly❣️

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