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Tiada replied 7 years, 9 months ago

@Dina, this blog made me remember and miss my old best friend whom died at age 35 due to suffered from cancer.
She was suffered from breast cancer at 26, the year just after she finished her university degree study. I was curious on why she didn’t look for a job to make a living after graduated. I only knew she was done her surgery when paid her a visit.
Luckily, she has just bought a medical insurance policy with her when she was second year student, she has no income bust still have to pay for insurance premium…I blamed her for why made herself in financial burden as a poor student.

But, the medical insurance took care of her medical fee later.

The cancer recurred after 10 years after she worked afternoon shift in new company. The cancer cells spread very fast and to other organs. She died after the radiotherapy.
I have no fried died at that young age. More over, this is my best friend, I felt so sad to hear this bad news. I still feel painful today. But, I know she is fine with the her Father in the heaven now.
We will meet one day later.
- Dina replied 7 years, 9 months ago
  
  Oh how sad that your friend died too early in life.
  
  But at least she was still able to live 10 years more, before it recurred and took her life.
  
  Some people says that the chemotherapy , as in her case, radiotherapy, is what hastens the life of a cancer-stricken person. It is said that its because the cancer cells would spread fast and that even the good cells are targeted by the chemotherapy.
  
  It seems there is truth in these, because I have heard of cancer-stricken persons who died after they were operated.
Anitah Gimase replied 7 years, 9 months ago

As much as I am afraid to even look at a corpse, i had no choice but to do it. The first time was my dad who passed on a few years back. It was shocking to all is it came like a bomb shell not knowing what to do or how to behave given that it was the first time we were experiencing a death in the home. When we want to th3 morgue I was told that I have to touch him before they laid his body into the casket. That was the hardest thing ever for me to do in my life. With my mum and brother by my side I held my dad’s hand and he was still warm and soft even after 3 days in the morgue. I just said a prayer and walked away. It was very sad but God have us the grace to go on. 4 years down line I lost my sister, now this one was pretty bad because she had an accident and died on the spot. Watching her lifeless body lying there was so devastating, when I put my hand on her forehead and felt how cold she was made me feel so lonely, it made me feel like a big part of my life was torn apart. You find yourself thinking who will help me when am stuck, who will be there to guide me through stuff, who will teach me new stuff so many things go through your mind that you can’t really explain. So I know the feeling and it’s not a very nice one.