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Twenty-year-old men think they are invincible. They wake up each morning thinking that nothing can stop them and that is one of the best feelings in the world.

I poignantly remember an eloquent wife of a patient who died of acute leukemia shared her analogy with me. She stated, “You know when my dog died, I got a card from my vet. When my husband died, I got nothing.”

Life after a hysterectomy is one of the many challenges I have had to overcome.

This is my survivor story and how my dragon boat involvement continues to help me get through my breast cancer journey.

I was given a three- to five-year life expectancy. I told my neuro-oncologist at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center that all I heard was that I could expect more life.

Proper oral care is vital during cancer treatment, explains a dental hygienist who specialized in dental oncology.

Cancer can make you braver than you ever thought you were.

If exercise were a medical treatment for cancer patients, I believe that doctors would prescribe it.

Breast cancer affects all aspects of a marriage. Intimacy is one of the most affected areas, but is also one of the least talked about. In this article, learn how one survivor’s life has been drastically changed.

If I ever got sick or injured I would go to the children’s hospital, but that was nothing like a real hospital where people are fighting for their life day-in and day-out. I absolutely hated it, and still do. I was in Emory Hospital visiting my dad two to three times a week for about six months, and every time I walked in that place, it just gave me the heebie-jeebies.

For the past four years, a coworker and I took on the responsibility as organizers and ambassadors for the annual Movember “Best Moustache” competition and fundraising event in our office. In November 2016, the cause took on a whole new meaning.

When I recited my wedding vows to Eli in 1995, I never expected to be his caregiver. At the time, Eli was seemingly at the peak of good health and in the middle of his nine-year career as a professional linebacker.

If your chair was cold, I knew you were two floors down in the NICU cradling your only child – the only one I’d be able to give you – making sure his IV and nutrition lines were also connected and beeping lively and skipping at the same beat as mine.

During her cancer journey, an author and her physicist friend traded insights.

There is magic in the realization that the best of humanity is lifting you up, praying for you, holding you close, reaching out and touching your life in whatever way they can.

How much better can I help people now that I have been through it myself?