Day 1196: "Silence like a Cancer Grows"

Day 1196: "Silence like a Cancer Grows"

This post is not going to go over well.  Not by choice, but when it comes to cancer, I swear I picked that route uphill and upstream. Starting with my mind.  I am not tormented. It is a choice. Every damn day, futile or not. First and foremost, this is not about me, if it was, I would be taking money, this is really stupid financially, but it is my way to truly pay forward. Right or wrong.

I have written about this many other times but it was hundreds of days ago.  The point where I was going to shave my head, so Janice would not have to feel so self conscious.  I thought, that was a great idea, until I told her. She simply looked at me and said:

"Why would you do that?"

I was speechless, it really hit me, and if you know me, I am speechless seldom.

She was right, what would it do? Long term. Would it help pay it forward to the next woman? Would it be about me instead? Instead of solving the damn problem?  Helping those people who are working tirelessly to do just that, without fanfare, saving lives one at a time.

If you are remotely connected to any current events, you will see the dad who not only shaved his head but got a kick ass huge scar tattooed on the side of his head to match his son's real one after cancer surgery.

I saw it many days ago, but why am I seemingly the only one struggling with it?  I wanted to post that picture immediately but then thought, "why?"

I know, I know, there are many of you going with the current, bumping into me, looking at me like I am the dumbest fish in the world. I just may be.

We need more, folks, more than shaving heads in solidarity. Truly paying something forward to me means way, way, way more than shaving heads or buying the fast food for the next stranger in line at the drive thru. 

Giving back is about time not just money. Giving back is about going out and helping the family of a stranger dealing with exactly what you went through.  You may not make headlines but you will leave a legacy. 

A scar on a little boy's head is one thing, how about that same scar on a little girl's head? Would it be noble for mom to go out, shave her head and get the same tattoo?

Would that help...more?

We need to solve the damn problem. So we don't have to read stories like this, the guys and gals on the frontlines are doing great, making huge strides as of late.

In the meantime, 1500 Americans are dying a day of a disease called cancer and we can't even pass laws now without sit ins...we are all going downstream, turning into the Third World country we used to mock.  

Get involved.

Keep America Great, like our Founding Fathers did, but they did more than just wear wigs, they cared and all we can do is interpret their words from over 200 years ago because we are getting dumber.

...and all I can think of is the words from Disturbed's new remake song, I just love it, it is so raw and he's bald if you like that?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9Dg-g7t2l4

THE SOUND OF SILENCE

Silence like a cancer grows.

Silence like a cancer .........

Silence like a......................

Silence like ........................

Silence ...............................

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This is for all the little girls and all the women out there, who lose their hair and have to walk through the stares.

Let me put it this way, the next few lines, each one of those is a dot. Each one represents an American who dies of cancer today.  Men/Women, Mothers/Fathers, Brothers/Sisters, Sons/Daughters. There are 1500 dots. Count them if you want, the dots represent, of course, our collective silence.

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How I am 'feeling' today: