A friend of a friend was diagnosed this week with a cancerous brain tumor -- a glioma to be exact -- and the surgery to remove the mass is scheduled for Monday.I don't know much about this woman or her cancer, but I do know doctors told her yesterday she will likely survive for only a few years. I can't help but think that if doctors had given me this same prediction at the time of my cancer diagnosis, my time would just about be up.
I can't fully grasp the magnitude of this sad and sobering news. But I can comprehend that any one of us could be on the receiving end of such an announcement at any given moment. We are all vulnerable. And so I am confronted once again with the powerful and painful reminder that each day really could be my last.











1. Hi Jacki,
Not too long after my cancer diagnosis I met a woman diagnosed with inoperable glioblastoma (a nasty brain tumor) whose doctor told her she had three months to live. Well, we invited that doctor to her 5 year party and to another at 8 years! Theresa lived to die from something else but she felt that death sentence hanging over her head like a hex. My hope is that everyone will realize statistics don't mean squat when it comes to the individual survivor. If we all use the cancer diagnosis as a wake-up call to live more joyfully, we'll have just enough time, don't you think?
Posted at 1:56PM on Mar 10th 2007 by patmcree