Losing a loved one to cancer.
I lost my Grandfather to cancer a few years ago.
The worst part about it is that the first doctor who saw him, diagnosed him incorrectly, told him that he was completely fit and sent him home.
On subsequent checks in two different cities, we found that it was too late to operate, and that we would have to watch him go.
Now a friends grandmother has cancer, and luckily they have spotted it in its earlier stages.
She goes in for surgery in four days.
I will pray for her.
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