This article was based on my very own experience of parents cancer.
My mom got complications both Lung and Liver cancer, and died on 1995; my dad got Liver Cancer and died couple years ago on May 2008. The time-lapse are pretty short, both of them had only a month since the final result was given.
My mom had 2 weeks in general hospital and 2 other weeks in special cancer hospital, my dad, sadly to say had to experience mis-diagnose for diabetic illness almost about 2 years before we finally knew it was actually a liver cancer. so, it's actually liver failure to produce "sugar" for body nutrient. It took him only a precise month dropping since he heard about the cancer til he close his eyes.
The mis-diagnose occur when my father visited his long gone school crush mate beloved brother who work as specialist idiot doctor in one of private hospital here in Jakarta. but that's another story my friend... i'm not gonna talk about his private life.
Anyway, when i found of my mother got cancer, it was still tiny ball size of maybe 1cms, but with all the pressure and bad story behind her tale, the cancer cell grew to about 2cms only within 2 weeks and gain higher stage. after being transfer to specialist hospital, she already got stage 3 active cancer, and week later she got stage 4 and complication all over her liver. right after that day, my mom pass away.
my father, got a lil more different story... after being mis-diagnose for 2 years and finally found out what is wrong with his illness that actually was cancer, he refuse to get medications drug as i describe in my other post "DCA-cure for cancer? why we don't know about it." when we knew the cancer it was stage 1, 2 days after that he lose his conscious and get hospitalize for other treatment of comma and brain nutrition failure.
Maybe my dad know that me and my sisters fighting about the drugs we are getting for him, i don't know, people use to say even a comma person could hear you talking. couple days later he got his consciuos and we are getting him back to my home, but he refuse cause economically he said i will not be able to support him. well, that was not the case actually. but we had to get him back to his house and stay there before he get hospitalize again 2 days after that for the same brain shock. 3 days after that, we finally pass away without have a chance to get medications....
short to say my friend... it was not the cancer that kill your beloved one... it's the stress and the unwilling to fight. i must say that race bicyle celebrity Amstrong and my favorite diva Kylie, tells many story about life you can gain from fighting against cancer cell...
it's not only doctor, magical cure or technology... it's simple a small part of your self... BE HAPPY please.
please spread this story to your loved one, maybe my dad story can help a bit.
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