Thirty-one years ago, my oldest sister died from breast cancer.
This past year, I had breast cancer surgery, chemotherapy and radiation. My mother died from cancer. Numerous maternal aunts have cancer or have died from cancer. My nephew died in March from bone cancer; he left behind a wife and two kids, ages 5 and 10.
Every day the news media report on a cure of one kind or another.
These isolated cases cloud the real issue.
An astronomical number of people will get cancer.
Presently there are more than 8 million Americans living with this incurable disease. More than 600,000 women and 620,000 men are expected to get cancer this year. Thousands of children will get cancer every day.
Thousands more will die daily from this horrible, painful disease.
Billions and billions of dollars have been spent on cancer research, yet the results have been dismal.
If so much money is being spent in finding a cure for cancer, why is the search still going on? Where does all the cancer money go?
We all deserve to have this despicable disease obliterated from the planet now. Too many vital, irreplaceable people have already lost the battle against this deadly disease.
