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Years after I went through mesothelioma, my husband was diagnosed with cancer, causing a reversal in the patient-caregiver roles.

I’ve realized that my forgetfulness and business of working multiple jobs through cancer might have actually helped my mental health.

Going through chemotherapy treatment was extremely difficult, and eventually I learned that sometimes, it’s OK to not be OK.

Despite cancer and the COVID-19 pandemic, my dog helps me find joy in the little things in life.

Dry shampoo has been my go-to when I was unable to shower, but a recent recall alert regarding a cancer-causing ingredient made me rethink the convenience associated with the product.

Educating people about cancer can not only be life-saving, but is also a kind thing to do. I was reminded of this by a post from a children’s author who died of cancer.

After being diagnosed with cancer, an amazing posse of loved ones formed around me, but perhaps nobody was as helpful as my loving husband.

After experiencing another cancer scare (which thankfully turned out to be OK), I purchased a wig and a fun outfit to wear, prompting my family to think my cancer had returned.

Cancer made me realize that there is more to life than just work.

It isn’t enough to say that cancer clinical trials need more diversity and patient support; we must take action.

Communication is key with cancer survivorship, especially for rare diseases like male breast cancer.

After being diagnosed with breast cancer, I wrote thank you letters to my oncology care team which, to my surprise, helped put me at ease.

A routine can feel so comfortable that change is hard. So, when my annual mammogram and cancer checkup was delayed, I tried hard not to sweat the small stuff.

Thanksgiving can be a stressful time for those with cancer, but it doesn’t have to be. I learned that it can also be a time filled with love and joy.

As a recovering addict, I was nervous about the painkillers that would come alongside my cancer treatment, but I soon learned that they would be needed.

Think twice before telling me that there is a "good" type of cancer or that I should "just be lucky my daughter is still alive."

When my wife surprised me with a prostate cancer awareness T-shirt, I realized that those small gestures matter the most.

As a cancer survivor, I can relate to the lyrics of the Beatles’ song, “Let it Be.”

After being diagnosed with cancer 13 years ago, I began to wonder if my diet had anything to do with it — so I made some changes to eat better.

Being a creative, I learned to solve many of the problems that life threw my way. But being artistically gifted was worthless for dealing with the stark realities of my wife’s cancer.

My family put off future plans because of my cancer, but now I’ve decided to take risks and do what we always hoped to accomplish.

On a recent hiking trip, I first felt too hot with my homemade prostheses, but then self-conscious when I took them off.

As a pancreatic cancer survivor, I realized how important it is to help others who are in the throes of their cancer experience.

I have many things to be thankful for regarding my ovarian cancer: from my recent CT scan results to an excellent oncology team.

I once again find myself in the cancer gray zone after being diagnosed with pulmonary lung disease — will this lead to another cancer diagnosis?

“Was I OK with dying? Would I still be there for my dog? Can I still smoke?” — all these thoughts entered my mind when my oncologist told me that I had leukemia.

The thought of hosting family for a week in the middle of cancer treatment made me anxious, so I set a boundary — and felt much better after the fact.

Now that I consider myself as a prostate cancer veteran, I find joy in offering support to others who have fears about their disease and death.