I don't know. I thought I was pretty much a wuss. I whined a lot and appreciated the sympathy and was really pissed when I finished chemo and realized I could have had a temporary handicapped tag and nobody told me. I needed it for those quick runs to the bathroom.
We talked about this in nursing school when our instructor went over death and dying.It just has something to do with our society...if you accept death, you're considered a quitter.
It's a lot like saying She looks beautiful.: about the corpse in the funeral parlor...
SA come back - are you doing OK?
I thought it was a struggle not a battle
It's just that the person with cancer is doing (without choice)what most people don't even want to think about doing. So they must be courageous. Personally, I really saw nothing virtuous about chemotherapy, surgery or radiation. It's hard for me to see it as courageous. It was just what I had to do at that time to remain breathing.
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