This is a retread from a post I wrote in Pick's Place 1.0 last year, slightly updated.
Two weeks in a row last May, two colleagues of mine lost parents to cancer, both in their early sixties.
I hate watching people I care about suffer the loss of loved ones to this disease. Through my lifetime, I have seen too many friends, relatives, colleagues suffer and die, too young, from cancer.
It's a horrible thing to watch someone go through this - the initial diagnosis, the aggressive treatments, cautious optimism, remissions sometimes, wishful thinking, desperate attempts to extend the patient's life, then the realization that, in spite of everything, they are now in an end-of-life situation, a life ending too soon. Seeing the anguish on a person's face as they are telling me their story kills me, being unable to do or say anything to help.
The good news is, a cancer diagnosis is not necessarily the death sentence it used to be, but we have a long way to go.
For this reason, every year I get on my bicycle and ride 66 miles 90 degree heat in the Philadelphia Bike-a-thon to help raise money for the American Cancer Society. I have fundraising my goal is $1,000. I have a way to go, but I know I can count on my friends and family to help me fight this disease so no family has to go through the anguish of losing their mothers, fathers, and other loved ones to cancer.
The ride is Sunday, July 14, 2013. If you'd like to help out, you can click on THIS LINK to get to my fundraising page.
Thank you to all who have contributed so far.