not to be insensitive, but lots of people get cancer every day. the richer you are, the better chances you have of getting the best treatment and overcoming. the older you are (i hardly care if i sound insensitive), the less sorry i feel for you. i don't know why we have to freak out over it when someone famous (dried up, though they may be) falls ill.
patrick swayze has lived a hell of a life. he was successful and he even got some hipster-cred with his eerily convincing portrayal of a pervy motivational speaker in Donnie Darko, alongside the ever-studly Jake Gyllenhaal.
i feel sorry for people who are diagnosed with cancer when they are just about to step into life. and i don't mean babies.
i mean the two people i graduated high school with who were diagnosed with very serious cases of cancer at the ripe ages of 20 and/or 21. i'm not certain of the details of one of them, so i'll just tell the story that i do know.
my friend was diagnosed with testicular cancer at the age of 21. he had one of his testicles removed at the age of 21. the cancer spread to his lymph nodes. he was on steroids. he was 21.
he survived and last time i saw him he looked really healthy, despite the gash arched across his stomach. they had to cut his belly skin open, reach behind his guts and kidney, and remove tumors from him lymph nodes.
he was 21.
sorry, but this is way sadder than patrick swayze getting pancreatic cancer.
and, again, not to sound insensitive, but sometimes we have to make room for new bodies on this big, great earth of ours. i remember a really great explanation of the troublesome concept of life and death from something i watched on tv as a wee lass. for some reason i'm thinking i learned this on "step by step," but i could be completely wrong. anyway, an older sibling (or maybe parent or stepparent) explained the living world to be like a hotel. people have to check out so that others can check in.
it made so much sense to me. it still does.
alas, i'm lucky enough to still have never lost anyone close to me, so i am spoiled and naive about death and mourning. but i don't think we need to mourn senor swayze just yet, that's all.
also, today was pretty much as great as i'd expected it to be. had fun with the archivist, laughed a lot at work, ran with a friend, ate some salsa, and here i am now, watching Lipstick Jungle.
moving on to crossword puzzles and late-night newscast soon, eh?
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As soon as I finished reading this an ad for ET came on saying NEST! PATCHRIK SWAYSER'S SNANSER BABBLE! ECSHLOOSEE!!!!
I had the volume kinda low.
No one Puts Baby in the Corner! Or cancer in my pancreas!
OH!! ET = entertainment tonight. i thought you meant the movie and i really didn't get it. this is the second time i've read these comments in hope of understanding. also, i saw but resisted that great jelly bean deal at PC today. i learned from your mistake (belly ache) (rhyme time).
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