There's no doubt that the face of cancer has become the pink ribbon. I was getting a cup of coffee recently and they put a pink ribbon sticker on the lid, seriously, do I need a reminder with my morning crack fix? If ever there were some creative marketing geniuses, it was the folks who invented that pink ribbon. The yellow bracelet is a close second - that's a joke for my SK friends! You may ask where this is going? Well, perhaps no where important, but my dad's diagnosis has been finalized - 5 weeks after finding out he has cancer - the pathology reports are in ... drum roll ... STILL UNKNOWN PRIMARY.
Yep, my pops is one of the thousands of people out there with an unknown cancer type. From what I gather, it basically means there is no primary tumor source. So no kidney, no pancreatic, no bile duct and no stomach cancer like they had thought over the past few weeks. All they know is that the cancer cells are typical with those found in gastric cancers, which means chemo is more or less a crap shoot. (perhaps I am being a little more negative than what that means in reality, but I think you get the gist). He starts chemo on Friday and will go in 6 week intervals. We shall know more in a few weeks time whether it's working...so for now, I might have to come up with a creative question mark pin to show my support for my dad. Since, go figure, the Cianflone's have the be unique with this unknown random diagnosis! At least we're consistent in our drama!
Here's to kicking this question mark's ass!
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