It started with a tiny little bump, no larger than a pea. Our 22 year-old daughter asked me to feel it. I doubted she need to worry. Quite likely a swollen gland following a cold. But she had a weird cough. Luckily, a few days later she was to go for a check-up. Her next phone call to me would turn our lives upside down…for about five years. It was stage 2 Hodgkins Lymphoma. They said it was the best cancer you could get. The most treatable. Good success rate. And yes, thanks to some amazing scientists who have developed the magic chemo, she is nine years cancer free.
Today is National Cancer Survivor Day. I’m celebrating. I’m sending in my donation. I’m grateful to those who work each and every day to find a cure.