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n 2004, out of the blue, I got a bump on my neck whcih quickly moved to a lump on my face. I was 47 and the only history of cancer in my family was my mother [ ovarian @ age 55]. I did not smoke, I work as a Marriage and Family Therapist, I worked out, etc.. After months of anxious delays and multiple time-wastings tests here in Kitchener ON, a biopsy revealed Stage II Non-Hodgkins Large Diffuse B-cell Lymphoma. Would have killed me in about 18 months. As you probably had, I was given CHOP + Rituxan and , touch wood, have been in remission, now for almost the 9th year.

A tough guy at my gym, not disposed to many words, told me in all sincerity during my treatment, "Fuck cancer..." . Just this meant more than most people's thoughts about my situation put together.

I support your efforts and will be buying one of your bracelets. My mother and uncle died from it. Two work mates died from cancer and a dear friend who was a talented artist and brother of the Sea Shepherd's Captain Paul Watson died at age 54 from it.

Long life and good health. For now, we have beaten this MoFo devil back.

On Sunday September 2, 2012, Taite Boomer passed away after a short, but courageous battle with a brain tumor. He was only 20 years old. An amazing young man with the wisest of souls, Taite left behind a legend most people will never achieve in their lifetime. Honest, smart, loving and strong are a few of the many positive traits that have been consistently used to describe Taite. Yet it was his unwavering strength, both physical and mental, that allowed him to fight the aggressively advanced cancer for as long as he did. Taite neither complained nor allowed himself to be a portrait of self-pity. Instead, he exuded hope. Hope that he spread to his friends, family and girlfriend, telling them that everything would be okay.

First diagnosed with an anaplastic astrocytoma on June 8, 2012, Taite died less than three months later. For those of you who may not know, an anaplastic astrocytoma is an advanced form of brain cancer that grows very quickly. Over the course of those three months, Taite lost his ability to speak and almost all function in the right side of his body, leaving him dependent on others for the simplest of everyday tasks. Although brain cancer is not as publicized or, more importantly, as well researched as other types of cancer, it is becoming more pervasive in society and many people who suffer from deadly brain tumors don’t stand much of a fighting chance. For this reason, we would like to utilize Taite Boomer’s brave story to help raise awareness of brain cancer, promote further research and ultimately, find a cure. We encourage you to read and share Taite’s story with as many people as you can.

Taite Boomer was born on November 15, 1991, in Edmonton, Alberta. Being the youngest of three energetic and athletic boys, Taite led a very active life. He played both hockey and lacrosse, and went to the gym daily. Taite was extremely intelligent and achieved honors throughout junior and senior high school. Continuing this trend into university, he received early acceptance into the prestigious Faculty of Business at the University of Alberta. Despite being on two athletic teams, Taite achieved some of the top grades in his classes, exercised daily, and he still found valuable time for his family, friends, and girlfriend. He was in every sense of the phrase a well-rounded individual with a very bright future ahead of him.

January 2, 2012, was the first time that symptoms of the tumor were displayed. Taite collapsed at the gym during a workout. Once at the hospital, doctors told him it was simply dehydration, but four days later he collapsed again. All cardiology and neurological tests came back with normal results and the doctors told Taite to keep his electrolyte levels up by drinking sports drinks during workouts.

On February 3, 2012, Taite had a grand mal seizure while sleeping and once again found himself back at hospital. Finally doctors referred Taite to a neurologist. Querying epilepsy, he was placed on an anti-seizure medication called Tegretol and a CT scan, EEG, and MRI were ordered to determine the cause of the seizures. Within the month Taite went in for his CT scan and EEG and neither of these procedures showed any abnormalities.

Five months after his first seizure, Taite went in for his scheduled MRI on June 7, 2012. This time, results revealed that he had a brain tumor on his left frontal cortex. Soon after, a week later to be precise, a contrast MRI was performed. This procedure would allow the doctors to see whether the tumor was benign or in fact, cancerous. The dye used in the contrast MRI did not augment, in turn leading the doctors to believe that the tumor was benign, or at the most low-grade. Looking at these results, they told Taite that the tumor was not serious and he should come back in three months for another MRI to monitor the tumor.

Over the next few weeks, Taite began to develop more severe symptoms of the brain tumor. His right arm became increasingly weaker and his speech became slurred. Taite went back to see the doctor and a second contrast MRI was performed. After receiving these results, the decision was made to do a biopsy. During the two-week long wait for the biopsy, Taite’s right leg also began to get weak and his speaking became so difficult that he could only manage to get out a few comprehensible words at a time.

On July 25, 2012, Taite entered the hospital for his biopsy. After surgery, Taite was extremely nauseated and unable to sit up or even eat for several days. When he was released on July 30, he was unable to walk without a cane and assistance. As we waited for results, Taite’s condition only worsened. On August 9 he experienced a minor seizure and was admitted back into the hospital. The next day we finally received the biopsy results declaring that Taite’s tumor was a grade III anaplastic astrocytoma with features consistent to that of a small cell variant. Beyond the diagnosis of a hostile and rapidly moving form of cancer, the doctors were unsure of a prognosis.

Released from the hospital on August 13, Taite’s doctors referred him to the Cross Cancer Institute (CCI). On August 16, at his first appointment at the CCI, Taite met with his treatment team to discuss the treatment protocol. Treatment, which included chemotherapy and radiation, was scheduled to start on September 6.

On September 1, 2012, Taite went to bed earlier than usual and couldn’t be roused for his evening medication. After monitoring his condition for several hours, his parents decided to call an ambulance. A CT scan was done upon arrival at the hospital and a serious brain bleed was discovered.

There was nothing the doctors could do to save Taite’s life. The Boomer family made the brave and selfless decision to donate his viable organs, so Taite was put on a ventilator and his vitals were monitored. At 6:27 p.m. on September 2, Taite was declared deceased. He was placed on life support, and over the following 25 agonizing hours, organ recipients were found.

While Taite lay unresponsive and unconscious, at least 40 members of his friends and family lined the hospital hallways to say goodbye. We hope that Taite heard all of our kind words, memories, and prayers and knew how greatly he was loved. More than 500 people came to his memorial on September 15, 2012 and we can only hope that Taite saw how many lives he touched in the short time he was alive.

Taite Boomer saved two lives on the day he died. His liver went to one man, while his heart and lungs went to another man who would have died had he not received a heart and lungs from the same donor. We hope that these two people will go on to inspire others to consider organ donation and Taite may indirectly save even more lives.

Taite suffered from a very aggressive and rare brain tumor. This tumor was not a textbook case. Anaplastic astrocytomas are more common in men than in women and they tend to occur in patients who are in their forties. For Taite to have one at the young age of 20 was strange. On the initial MRI, the tumour appeared to be of a less aggressive grade, but in actuality it behaved more like an extremely aggressive tumor. Due to the limited amount of research on the brain and brain tumors, the doctors were unable to anticipate the rapid progress of Taite’s tumor.

We need YOUR help to fight brain cancer. In order to promote and fund further research on brain tumours, in turn helping us to find better treatments, we need to bring more awareness to brain cancer and its many forms. So please help us share Taite Boomer’s story. We urge you to learn more about brain cancer and find ways to get involved with the search for the cure.

Thank you for taking the time to read Taite's story. Please visit www.taiteboomer.com to learn more about the Taite Boomer Memorial Brain Tumor Foundation.

It seems that the past 6 weeks are a blur in my mind. As we started to heal from the loss of one of our dogs my body decided to tell me that it was not feeling well. The aches & pains in my bones was followed by all kinds of other physical issues. My energy level dropped to zero and I knew that the cancer had returned. I saw my oncologist on the 18th and by the time I had left his office I was already on the schedule to beginning more rounds of chemo January 2. He wanted to start right away but with us having everyone at our house; (4 kids, 3 girls, 1 boy aged 23-28) I was not about to start my war yet. I had to break the news to my partner and our families. Having done that I find myself over these past days looking at cancer in a whole new way. Knowing it is in the very marrow of my bones, pumping freely through out my whole body and I am a little taken aback but I am PISSED OFF & MAD AS HELL! I WILL NOT be defeated by this ugly disease that has already taken so many people that I love and have come to know. SO, I have had to put my "big boy" boots on because I have some ass kicking to do so Cancer be warned.

I so appreciate each passing moment. Many times I will sit in silence with my dog and take in the sounds of everything, Embracing each breath I take in that gives me LIFE and as life happens in the moment, ALL is good. I am Loved, I Love, I Live, I EMBRACE my life as each moment happens because it is that "moment we are in, even now as you read this, that we are truly ALIVE! FUCK CANCER EMBRACE LIFE! This moment now is all that we know we have so we better make the most of each passing moment as life passes through us with the tick of each second in cadence with each beat of our heart.

One of my doctors, Dr. Derrick Knowles, is head over heals about my bracelet. He is new on my team and will be my general primary doctor to take care of anything should I get very ill from treatment. I have a feeling he will be ordering from you and may inquire on making them available to many of his patients who are, like myself, fighting a deadly terminal disease. He had pulled up the web site on his computer before I left my appointment with him Thursday.

So my friends, that is the latest news from me and my fight with cancer. My rounds are scheduled like this, 7 days on for 3 hours each day followed by 21 days off and then 7 days on......... we have scheduled out 6 rounds already and I told my doctors we will take it as each day happens and what ever happens will be. I am a WARRIOR, I am a CANCER WARRIOR, I WILL WIN! FUCK CANCER EMBRACE LIFE! Live like you have never lived before.

My mother:
I haven't had to deal with cancer personally, but I see it every day working for a doctors office. Then 6 years ago my mother was diagnosed with bladder cancer in January 2007. A few weeks later she had surgery to remove her bladder. She did chemo and came back with all her CT scans clean. My parents wintered in Arizona that year and made many friends and it was the time of there life. They were just starting to be able to enjoy 'the golden years' together, after every started it was commonly hear from mom, 'the golden years my a$$'

A year later she was having a lot on pain and it was found that she had a kidney stone and needed to have a stent put in. At that time they did a full body CT scan, both for prior to surgery and for a check up. She had a mass in her lung. She had the kidney stent put in and started chemo again.

At her 6 month check up following that round of chemo, it was not only in her lungs it had moved into her liver and lymphatic system.

On January 28, 2009 at around 7:00am she lost her fight with her family surrounding her, she was always scared of being along when she was called home, but the family was there and my father and brother were holding her hand when she took her last breath.

My best friend
Just over a year later my best friend, who's birthday was January 28th, found out she was pregnant with her first child. At 3 or 4 months along she found a mass. She waited a few weeks until her doctors appointment assuming that it was just the changes from the pregnancy and nothing to worry about. Unfortunately she was wrong and was diagnosed with breast cancer in I believe March or April 2010, 28 and pregnant.

She was a fighter, she took the antenatal safe chemo and continued her pregnancy instead of aborting it to give her self a better chance, she was always the type to put others first, and she loved that little girl long before she had her. She was told at that time they didn't think she would survive to deliver her baby. Of course she found like hell, she had a lot of fight and spirit in her.

The form of cancer that she had was very aggressive, after her daughter was born she had a mastectomy and continued on treatment. Everything looked like it was fine until she developed a rash on her chest that was the cancer spreading into her lymph nodes in her chest. She was on and off many different types of chemo in an attempt to get her cancer to shrink. In November 2012 she was told that they weren't checking her as you would have expected for side effects as they never expected her to life as long as she did. Her oncologist had said that in all his years he had never seen anyone life as long as she had, and in such good condition. The entire time things were bad between treatments and check up she was working for the Hereditary Breast and Ovarian Cancer Society. Even through the trials she was going through she was using it try to help others.

Anyway after this they started to other treatments, and after time started her on a drug trial. While she was on the drug trial she was driving home one day and started to have vision problems. After check up with her doctors the cancer had moved into her brain sac and radiation was started, as I found out later it was also in the sac around her spinal cord.

In July 2012 she was admitted to hospital for constipation problems. They were working on getting that together and fixed for her so she could go home. August 2012 her oncologist told her that there was nothing more that they could do other then keep her comfortable. Aug 24, 2012 I was called by her brother to tell me that the doctors had told them she didn't have much longer and if I wanted to be able to see her I needed to make the trip very quickly. The cancer was also in her lungs I found out at that time and she only had about 25% working, she was having trouble breathing and didn't want oxygen or to be reassessed.

I was able to get there but just before 7:00 that night she lost her fight. The cancer was also in her lungs I found out at that time and she only had about 25% working.

I've lost two of the most amazing women that you would every know. My best friend told me about the F Cancer Embrace Life site in March 2012. Since then I thought I would like one, but figured I would wait. For Christmas this a gift to myself because I believe in what it says and stands for. This is the attitude that both of them had. The time that they were diagnosed until the day that they were called home the did Embrace life. I'll be wearing my bracelet in honor of them, I intend to get both of their initials engraved on it, and because they are forever alive in my heart and I want people to see it and asking me about it so I can tell them about the wonderful beautiful women that I lost because of it. F cancer!

MellaHella

This has been a roller coaster of pure denial... LOL Here is my little story and my love of Embrace Life Fuck cancer..
I was planning a fabulous trip to the beach and while i was trying on clothes I noticed I had a rash all over me - especially my Right upper thigh by a Mole..
a week later I was off to the dermatologist and rashsmash- he only had eyes for my Mole.. :( As my mole was highjacked and I was left with a hole in my thigh.. My Main concern at that point was- Great now I can't go on Vacation with a hole in my leg.... :( 6 days later I received "The Call" You Have Melanoma... "WHAT???? Off to the Plastic Surgeon had a surgery to remove the rest of the melanoma and 4 lymph nodes taken out of my Groin. - 4 days later I received "The Call" The MellllaHella Has spread to your Lymph nodes.... Two weeks later another surgery- all lymph nodes in Groin Removed- Pet Scan - Blah Blah Blah- Stage 3 Melanoma- 1 year of Chemo.. To make a long story short- I ended up having 3 Lung Biopsies after the start of the chemo and finally (7 months later) was told I had to stop treatment as the interferon had induced Sarcoidosis in My Lungs... Great:) I also in the meantime developed Horner's syndrome... OY... And a Brain Tumor - which was benign:) It was removed in April 2012:) So it has been a very long year but whenever I look down I see my Fuck Cancer Bracelet and I decide to embrace life and everyone around me.. Luckily for me I am in remission as of 6 Months.. :) Also I never really believed it was happening to me- it was surreal and I was definitely in my own little world.. :) Thanks Denial We will be friends for life... XXOO

Cancer and I have a very long a intimate history like many. I have lost uncles, grandparents and almost 6 years ago I lost my best friend, my mother.
I also, like many, have a life story, a story before cancer. I have survived many things, Childhood sexual abuse, adolescent rape, emotional and physical spousal abuse. I survived, but I was just surviving, not living. Now I am surviving cancer, but more than that, I am living and living life.
I was diagnosed with pancreatic, liver, and thyroid cancer September 19, 2011. I was told over 13 months ago that I had 3 - 6 months to live. I am terminal. I don't look sick, and for the most part, I don't feel sick. I was not given the option of any type of surgery, radiation or aggressive chemotherapy, I was told there was no hope, to get my life in order.
"Get my life in order." I did just that. I updated my will, started letting my family and friends know what was going on and how much they meant to me. I planned my wake right down to the music, preparing for my demise. All the while it didn't feel right, I didn't feel sick, let alone dying. I had just gotten out of a 10 year abusive marriage and felt so strong. I came to realize that I had worked so hard to mentally prepare myself to get out of the stress of an abusive marriage, that mentally, nothing was going to get me down. Don't get me wrong, I still have moments of uncontrollable crying, feeling sorry for myself, I wouldn't be human if I didn't. It's ok to be angry or sad. True honest feelings are useful but we cannot let them run our lives.
I needed to be #1 in my life which was very difficult as I have always been a "people pleaser". I took everything everyone was and still is saying into consideration about experimental treatments etc. but in the end I needed less stress and more living. Make the best of today, no changing yesterday or worrying about tomorrow. Today, the day at hand, although we depend on friends, family and significant others for support, we are the only ones with the power to make today everything that we want it to be.
I am considered terminal, very ominous sounding. Doctors and nurses are all working on the premise that I am dying, treatment is pointless, nutrition is pointless, vitamins are pointless, the groundwork is being laid out for me to die. How depressing!
I turned it around, made positive thinking a way of life for me, my physical is following my mental. My numbers are going down, the tumor in my liver has shrunk and the others aren't growing! I wake up each morning and before my feet hit the floor I say either out loud or to my self "today is a great day!" "What an awesome day I am going to have!" I start my day with that very first positive choice. Whether we realize it or not, everyday of our lives, every moment we are living, we have been making that choice, whether to love and harness that positive force or not. Positivity means that you are not just a dreamer, you are a doer. Combining your positive mental attitude with action. We can't just sit and think ourselves healthy although our thoughts are a huge part of it. In a perfect world we would all go around thinking only happy thoughts, but in a perfect world there would be no cancer. Fuck Cancer, Embrace Life!

Hello everyone,

Hope your are all ok and life is treating you as well as is possible. It has been quite a while now since I last posted on the excellent FCancer site but today of all days I thought it was about time that I did and given the date very apt that I said something.

Usually to celebrate anniversary's we crack open the champagne or dine at candle lit tables but this is a strange date and one were I am not sure how to respond. In one way I want to remember it in style and in another it is a reminder of a very black day in my life. So which path should I take I ask myself as the day begins. 12 months ago to the day I was diagnosed with advanced cancer and to add to the shock I was informed it is unfortunately terminal and as it stands there is no cure. Not your run of the mill day you may think and not the news anyone wants to be told. I guess you could say my "clock is ticking" and the old adage springs to mind that I just cannot believe how quickly the time has flown.

Now you may ask "why is he thinking of celebrating?" Well the answer to that is simple, for me anyhow! I feel that since my diagnosis life has taken a surprising turn and I have discovered how beautiful life really is and how many fantastic people there are in the world. Yes of course there is the slight problem of times spent having treatment, the effects, the aches and pains but retrospectively cancer has given me a new lease of life and the phrase 'strength through adversity' springs to mind.

The word 'fortunate' is a strange one to use I know but that is how I feel. Over the last year I have managed to travel to so many places, not only meeting friends but also making new friends along the way. I have spent some beautiful moments with my family and most importantly special times with my daughter. I have lived each day as if it were my last and however odd this may sound I am being honest when I say "I am happy'.

Months hence from that dreadful day last October I realised in my predicament I could give so much back to not only those around me but also the wider public and since then I have spent most of my 'spare' time travelling around trying to raise awareness and funds in the hope I can help others. Having spoken on local radio stations and given interviews for a number of newspapers I have managed to get my own story over to many people who would normally have steered clear of the cancer conversation and from the feed back I have received it would seem opinions are changing and many I know are now very positive around me and comfortable to ask those difficult questions. On top of the awareness and in just 6 months we have raised over £17,000 ($27,300) which has been donated to Cancer Research in the hope it will go some way to helping find a cure!

So now you will see why I am leaning towards celebrating this anniversary and raising a glass to what has been an incredible year for not only myself but all those around me and the many new people I have met in the last 12 months. I like to think the clinking of glasses will be another way of saying "fuck you cancer" and the start of another amazing year in my life!!!

"You can't do anything about the length of your life, but you can do something about it's width and depth"

Be strong and keep smiling!

Love to you all,

John

There must have been some mistake, "you have cancer..." No mistake, even though I was an extremely healthy and fit person - cancer doesn't care about that. In July of 2010 I was diagnosed with a late Stage IV Cancer of the Head & Neck. Tonsillar cancer that had metastasized to my Lymph nodes to form two large tumours. Aggressive Chemo, Radiation, feeding tubes, medications too numerous to mention. In nine months I lost 112 lbs., right to the edge. Through the incredible support of my beautiful and amazing wife Arlene, my Mom, and some of the best family and friends I could ask for - we survived. So far, I am 18 months in remission! The oncologists tell me 3 years is the magic number for my survival and I am Embracing Life to ensure I make this number!

A big part of my healing, and fighting to regain my health was to do something to give back - to help those who did not have the starting health or family support that I was lucky enough to have. I decided to join the BC Cancer Foundation's Ride to Conquer Cancer. At the time I couldn't even climb the stairs in the house let alone bike 250 km from Vancouver to Seattle. But that was exactly what I was going to do. Fuck Cancer! Embrace Life! Yes.

Together with my wife and some amazing friends, we formed a team of 7, called ourselves The Motley Crew and joined the Ride. We did it this past June, riding to Seattle, and our rookie team raised over $20,000 to help Conquer Cancer! We are already signed up for 2013, and I will be doing this for as long as I am able. A big part of our fundraising was the FCancer Ambassador program, selling these beautiful bracelets to help raise our donations! In my first year I have become an Ambassador to the Ride, wearing my jersey and bracelet with pride and determination. I've added the FCancer heartbeat as a tattoo on my left arm - appropriately this is where they put the Chemo sessions. I then took the liberty to add an Embrace Life heartbeat to my right arm!! Hope you all like it. :)

Never Ever Give Up everyone!

I planned on getting married on February 24, 2011 on a beach in Jamaica. In late January 2011, I was diagnosed with colon cancer. I explained my plans to my doctor and asked if the surgery could wait. He said if it were him, he would not wait. So, taking his advice, my fiancee and I changed our travel plans at the last minute, got married on the beach in Jamaica on February 8, 2011, and I underwent surgery on February 14, Valentine's Day. Luckily for me, we caught the cancer early. It had not breached the colon wall and no chemo was required. But, if we had waited....

A friend at work showed me her Fuck Cancer bracelet. I immediately bought two, one for me and one for my lovely wife, Mary. I wanted a reminder for me and anyone I met to enjoy life as it can all change on a dime (and I also tell everyone over the age of 40, regardless of family history, to go for a colonoscopy! Early detection is best!).

I have replaced my wife's bracelet twice as she has given hers to friends who have been diagnosed with cancer. We like to think that the bracelet gives a person the courage and attitude necessary to either beat the cancer or at least enjoy the time they have. Life is precious. Fight to keep it. Enjoy every minute of it.

My young and very active husband suddenly had alot of pain in his flank in early October 2011. After a few test we found out he had a cancerous tumor on his kidney that had metastasized to his lungs and his lymph nodes in his abdomen. His kidney was removed and we started the few "targeted" treatments that are available for renal cancer. My husband passed away 7 months 5 days after diagnosis.... He was 46 years old. I hate effin cancer more than anything right now and will be doing everything in my power to help raise money for kidney cancer research in the future. For now, I have purchased this wonderful bracelet for myself and my mother in law... who not only has lost her son, but lost her husband to colon cancer in 2003. Strength to all that are fighting this horrible beast, or are living with someone fighting it. Peace to the ones trying to find their way on earth after losing a loved one to this horrible and cruel disease. Lastly... lets celebrate the individuals who have fought and won against this disease!!! I would love to see a start to the end of this disease in my lifetime...

Ed and I moved to the Cariboo in 2006 to pursure our dream of living a life of enjoyment. Ed started up his own business in Fire Protection. Over the years we have got to know alot of local people and have enjoyed the small community of living. We have a nice log house on 1.12 acres. It was always Ed's dream to live here, near all the lakes for fishing and enjoyment of the doing his business. Ed and I have been together for 11 years. In April of 2011 we got married in Las Vegas, had a quiet Drive-Thru wedding, it was so nice.
On January 24th 2012 he found out he has pancreatic cancer and has also gone into his liver. The Dr's gave him 1-3 months, Ed did 3 treatments of chemo that would possibly give him more time, but as it turns out the chemo wasn't working so he elected to stop treatments. Ed has had to sell off his business, and I haven't been working.
I take care of him each day at home, he is on steady morphine for pain. His cancer is inoperable so nothing can be done they say to help him. We live each day enjoying each others time together. It has been a hard road for me to go with him, but I know I am going to be strong and help him through his journey. It has been very hard to watch someone you love dearly to fade slowly with this terrible disease.
This picture was on our 1st anniversary, which I am so happy that he made it. Ed is 57, and very strong willed. He makes the best of each day, he tries hard to understand that he can't do things that he use to do. We have lots of support from family and the community here has been wonderful. All I can say is "FUCK CANCER", as it will soon take someone I love in my life. Thanks for listening to my story and how cancer has effected our life.......I pray for Health and strength......Lynn & Ed Kluczewski :)

Hi Everyone,

I hope you are all ok and irrespective of all your ailments life is treating you well.

Following what has been a roller coaster of events and emotions over the last two weeks I just felt the urge to share my experiences with you all again in the hope somewhere along the line it helps others understand what we as cancer sufferers are going through and maybe bring a smile to your faces.

Those of you who have read my previous ramblings would understand that despite my prognosis I am a very positive guy and always look to laugh and joke whatever the situation and keep those around me feeling as upbeat as is possible in order to deal with this predicament that effects us all as well as can be expected. However almost as predictable as the rain in England (yes it's raining again as I write) I knew it would only be a matter of time before emotion got the better of me and I would finally succumb to the pressure cancer piles on us. Following a couple of days where the aches and pains seemed more intense and regular I had a more stressful than usual visit to the chemo unit and almost like the cork in a champagne bottle trying to burst free from it's confines I could feel the emotion building up inside me waiting to explode. However much I tried to hold things together I knew it wouldn't take much to puncture this bubble and lo and behold whilst discussing things with my sister the flood gates opened and I cried none stop for what seemed like an eternity.

Although it may sound a little sad there were positive sides to all this emotion and it made me realise a couple of things that I am sure will help me in the future when things are tough and become more difficult than usual. Firstly however strong or resilient we may think we are there is a point where we have to offload and open up, let it flow and share our grief. I felt so relaxed once the tap was closed and the tears subsided and just like a pressure valve it needed opening. From the outside my sister said it was difficult for her to gauge my pain or feelings if I didn't keep her up to date so I think it is just as important that we keep those around us in the picture so they can understand and help when needed.

On the other side of the coin I have some fantastic experiences as of late and just had to, on behalf of those around, me share them with you all. Almost a month ago and after reading so many stories on the F-Cancer site I decided I would use my situation and the large number of friends I have to raise as much money I possibly could for Cancer Research by holding events and starting my own blog on www.justgiving.com/John-Ellison-CR. I am absolutely in awe of how generous people can be and through donations and ticket sales for a music event we held last weekend I have in such a short time managed to raise £6,600.00 (10,700.00 CAD) towards helping people cure this shit! I have now raised the bar and with a few more events planned I am hoping to pass the £10,000.00 mark and who knows how far we can go?

At the recent event I met so many friends I haven't seen in ages and only on Tuesday I met up with some very good mates I haven't been in touch with for almost 5 years. We had a fantastic time, sharing stories and laughs (not to mention a few drinks) almost as if it was only yesterday when we last met. It was amazing how after so long our friendships took off where we left them and it just goes to show that good friends are always there for you but also made me think just how important they are that we should keep in touch at all times as we never know what lies around the corner.

As always I feel as though I could write forever but I just hope my experiences help along the way even if only in a small way and of course my fundraising helps others in the future when maybe one day we will overcome this FUCKING CANCER...

Love

John x

2001 I FOUND A LUMP IN MY RIGHT BREAST. THEY TOOK AN XRAY WHICH SHOWED A LUMP THE SIZE OF "A PEANUNT M&M STAGE 2". I HAD A LUMPECTAMY. DURING THE SURGERY, THEY FOUND A TUMER "THE SIZE OF A TANGERINE AND SPREADING". IT WAS STAGE 3. I WENT BACK FOR A MASTECTAMY. I RECEIVED CHEMO THERAPY AND RADIATION. I WAS 42 YEARS OLD.

Today, April 21st 2012 is the Celebration of Life for a friend who lost her life all too soon from cancer. She was so beautiful, hard to put into words. Compassionate, positive, funny, sexy are just words. Married for 43 years and adored her husband. She fought so hard. I saw this bracelet that said exactly what I have been repeating saying to myself in the last year. I also have two of my dearest friends, fighting cancer presently -husband and wife!!! That just seems too unfair. They are struggling thru the chemo treatments and the side effects that the chemo brings on!! I will wear this bracelet with an attitude of defiance against cancer and a balance to embrace life and live each day as it may be our last. Love to all of you who have lost someone. Educate yourselves about this disease and different treatments.

I never did give too much thought to cancer. I always new it was out there but it never was part of our family and I never realy knew anyone who died from it. Then 2009 The S**T hit the fan. In January of 2009 my son was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma. In April he lost his leg. Two weeks after my son was diagnosed we found out my mom had Breast cancer she lost her breast around the same time as Cody losted his leg. Just when we thought it was all over my dear friend/ sister was diagnosed with Pancriatic cancer, we only had her for 3 more months and she died Feb 11 2010. Then another dear friend was lost to cancer Feb 11 2011. To say the least I am tired, and YES FUCK CANCER.
I see you have the Barenaked Ladies on here, I hope Tyler Stewart does not mind me posting a picture of him with my son. He was so sick that day, but he still got out of bed to go and see the Barenaked Ladies. When I can afford it I will buy two more Bracelets one for Cody and one for his sister Anna who spent almost all of her summer vacation hanging out in hospital with us.

My husband, Pat, was diagnosed with a Wilms tumor in 2007. It's a great cancer to get, if you are a little boy. My background as a Child Life Specialist knew that. Very treatable. Not so much in adults. It's very rare in adults. In fact, so rare, his doctor had to consult with oncology specialists all over the world. Pat's life was extended by 4 1/2 amazing years with me and our two beautiful, strong daughters. He relapsed 4 times before finally losing his battle on Friday, March 9th, 2012. Midway through our journey, we were given these bracelets by a very dear friend. Our middle and high school girls wore, and still wear them every day. We will live by the message they send forever. Our lives were forever changed by cancer, however, we wouldn't change a day of it. It brought us closer to friends and family, reconnected us with old friends, and brought us new "cancer" friends.

Cancer sucks. These bracelets are a beautiful reminder that we won't let it get the best of us. It will not control our lives. and it will not destroy us.

Thank you for the contributions the proceeds bring towards fighting this evil disease.

Hi,
In 2008, I was diagnosed with non small cell lung cancer, an incidental finding on an MRI scan, It was a 6 cm tumor sitting under my collarbone, I was asked at the time of the scan did I have any chest pain, shortness of breath, no I replied and being a registered nurse and 54 yrs old I thought oh heart problem maybe never in my wildest dreams did I think lung cancer. So when the results were ready I picked them up and yes I had lung cancer although it was described by a respiratory specialist, that I had the good lung cancer. eh! anyway after a multitude of scans to which I now glow in the dark it was off to see the surgeon one who performs VATs I was hesitant but he said 2- 3hrs surgery no problems. So 6 and three quarter hours later I arrive in ICU. I recovered quite well then developed fluid in my chest as my lower lung hadn't expanded up properly . Eventually I got to the point of having chemo so I had a couple rounds of the weed killer, which ended up with me being so anaemic I need 3 units of blood. I then commenced a 12mth clinical trail of a drug called Tarceva. and have now been free of the dreaded big C for 4 years. I am hoping to continue in good health and wish everyone fighting cancer never give up just keep saying "fuck cancer"

Love and best wishes
from down under
Chris xxx

This is my friend Landon. His battle with non-Hodgkins Lymphoma ended Oct, 2010 at 35 years old.
He was a brilliant artist, a musician, a poet and a ridiculously charming guy. After his second relapse, he was most determined to squeeze the life out of every second. With his central line still hanging, and a group of hearty men trailing behind way him, he climbed to the top of Ha Ling Peak (near Canmore) to take this shot. His joy at the summit was just as much about the feeling of the sun on his chest as it was about the accomplishment of that climb (while still recovering from stem cell treatment and chemo). It is truly the moment that drives me through every challenge that I face. He had little family and passed without a whisper, so I'd love it if anyone who looks at this photo takes a moment to give him a thought.

Hi there! Glad to have found you through a CFRB listener and cancer-survivor Nancy Wagner of Waterloo, Ontario. My new blog on my new best friend, Cancer, is http://cancermyarse.com It's still super fresh, stage unknown, grade unknown, CT scan on Monday, pre-surgery prognosis on Jan 30, and my colon gets sliced and diced by around Valentine's Day, how romantic. Enjoy the read ! It's free.

I have been fighting for those with cancer since I was in college, but I didn't begin my own fight until 2007. I was diagnosed with a brain tumor after I passed out during a short run. Hearing my prognosis, I was scared, dumbfounded, and somewhat overwhelmed. I knew of so many people who had lost their fights, and I didn't want to be added to that number. Just a few weeks after my tumor was removed, I begain my treatment of chemo and radiation. After just the first day, I realized that I was blessed. All of the fighting that has been done in the name of cancer survivors has allowed for thousands if not millions of hours of research towards better chemotheropy. If I had been diagnosed a year earlier, my beautiful son would never have been an option. Because of research towards better treatment and hopefully a cure for cancer, those of us who have been diagnosed can stand up and say "f*** cancer, it can't beat me!"

Hi everyone,

Firstly from a still wet and windy England I would like to wish you all a slightly belated Happy New Year and hope it brings you and your families good health and lots of happiness.

The festive period has been one of the busiest I have know and on most days whilst on holiday I have either had visitors round to the house, been invited out for dinner or just met up with friends for a spot of lunch. I think given my diagnosis has been so recent (November) everyone seems to have wanted to spend time with me, if not to listen to the woes of hospital visits, more just to see that I was ok and coping with this new dilemma.

It was on the back of all this attention that I realised just how important family and friends are to us and how fortunate I was to have such support available to me. As I said in my previous post I had vowed from the start that I would deal with the problems thrown at me full on and never let my morale drop or my sense of humour diminish and whilst with my friends that never became more apparent and important. In a strange way I felt it was easy for me as I would, like a sponge, absorb all their love and support and it would make me feel stronger and more resilient. We as the cancer sufferers know what is happening to our bodies, the treatment we will receive and how we have to come to terms with and deal with the problems that lie ahead, whereas our family and friends feel lost and at times unable to respond in a way that they feel is right.

I have been well versed with the scourge of cancer for as long as i can remember as it took the lives of many family friends and older relatives. However, now that I work at a church, I have had seen and felt the grief and sadness of seeing many wonderful parishioners and friends die of cancer. One of these people was Michele, a young mother of two teenaged boys who passed away early last year. After attending her funeral, I came home and Googled ''f--- cancer'. I wasn't looking for anything to purchase; I was venting and didn't know what I would find, whether it be a blog, a website or whatever.. Lo and behold, I found this website and ordered a bracelet to wear in honor of all of the friends, family, colleagues and parishioners whom I had loved who battled or battle this disease.

In June of this year, four months after I bought the bracelet, I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. I had a total thyroidectomy and fortunately, the cancer had not spread beyond the thyroid.

I now wear it as a symbol of my own 'fight' and continue to be reminded to embrace life.

August 31, 2011 is a day I will never forget. Since April of 2011 our family dealt with the cancer of our Mother Renee who battled esophageal/stomach cancer. My Mother's journey began when she experienced weight loss and difficulty swallowing. In April she was diagnosed with cancer and after a brief but courageous struggle she died on August 31, 2011. Our family was all very thankful that we had the opportunity to laugh, cry and share with her prior to her death -- but she still died and the world will forever be a little less bright as seen from my eyes.

On the same day (August 31), just 30 minutes prior to my Mother's death from cancer, I myself was diagnosed with locally advanced prostate cancer at age 46! What 46 year old gets advanced prostate cancer!! For a short while I wondered why God had chosen to make me bear the loss of my Mother and a diagnosis of cancer on the same day.

After attending the funeral of my Mother, and after a great reunion of our family, I attended my younger Brother's wedding in Ft. Saskatchewan. AB. Returning to Phoenix I concentrated on my own cancer journey - a journey that I never thought I would ever embark upon. Now, in mid-October, after numerous consultations, hours of research and prayer I have decided on a course of treatment that will hopefully give me the time to enjoy my life longer than my cancer would have otherwise allowed me.

My wife Cheryl where's the F-Cancer bracelet in remembrance of my Mother and in support of me. This disease needs to be eradicated. Its economic, social and psychological toll is unfathomable. For my part I intend to beat this cancer, and I take comfort in knowing that one day cancer will be a disease of the past. FUCK CANCER.

The man I am dating has just been diagnosed with colon cancer. We had just reconnected and were beginning to build our relationship when we got the news. We have known each other for most of our lives (since kindergarten--he was my first kiss and first boyfriend in Grade 6) but we both had 27-year marriages to other people. It's been a few years for both of us since our marriages ended and we were ready to move on. Things were going really well for us when we found out he was sick. He has since had surgery and will begin chemo for about 4-6 months. The prognosis looks good and he has a great mindset. When I saw this bracelet I thought, "That is exactly what he is saying right now--fuck cancer!" I know he is going to love this bracelet and he is going to have a huge laugh when he sees it. Thanks so much.

i watched helplessly as my brother lost his battle to brain cancer at 39.....this bracelet captures all the emotion swirling inside me since his death in two words and the gaping hole left in my heart.

I'm buying this for my wife, who at 30 and three days after becoming a new mother, was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. It has been the biggest challenge we've ever seen but we are almost done with chemo after 7 months of everything you can imagine. Fuck cancer.

We have all known someone who has had cancer and there are few who have not lost someone to cancer. But there are people in our lives that just should not be touched by this disease.

My best friend was diagnosed with cancer 7 years ago. We sat on my front steps and cried while she told me her diagnosis. The treatments were very hard on her and painful to watch but it appeared to have worked. Sadly the cancer is back - with a vengeance. She will be gone in less than a year. She has asked for normal and I have promised her normal. I enjoy the time we spend together but losing her will leave a hole in my heart and a sadness I will not think about now. I thought this news was the worst this year could bring - I was wrong.

My husband went to the doctor the 30th of May because he thought he had a chest infection. The doctor sent him directly to the hospital due to results from blood work. At the hospital he was put directly on oxygen. The chest x-ray was clear so the tests began in earnest. On day 4 the liver biopsy came back and it was cancer. The MRI confirmed the cancer was throughout his body. On the 5th day after watching his blood oxygen levels go down and the need for increased supplemental oxygen go up plus a scare with his blood pressure he was moved to ICU. The doctors told me to call family. How could this be? In the late afternoon of day 6 the ICU team worked on Jim for an hour - they brought him back twice after his blood pressure crashed. The second time, as I held his hand and my tears fell on his chest, he tried to tell me he loved me over and over around the endotracheal tube. We lost him the third time his pressure crashed, ultimately to Massive Pulmonary Embolism. Most of his family didn't make it in time. Six days from a tight feeling in his chest to death. We didn't even know he had cancer, we didn't have a chance to fight it. I lost the love of my live in 6 very short days.

I had previously received permission from Susan Fiedler to use her artwork for a tattoo. Three days after Jim was torn from our lives my 3 children and I sat in the local tattoo shop and had the fuckcancer artwork tattooed on our skin. My daughters and son boarded their aircraft 4 hours after we were done and flew home. I still wear my bracelet but I felt compelled to make a stronger statement with the tattoo. So did my children.

I have had amazing support from our families, friends and our Westjet family - but everyone is still struggling with how quickly we lost him.

I now encourage anyone that feels something just isn't right with their health to see their doctor. Jim didn't complain of anything and was working as he always did prior to going into the hospital, but in hindsight I am certain he knew something wasn't right. I also stress to anyone that will listen to not sweat the small stuff - it just isn't important. Life is too short - live it well and embrace it!

Dear Susan,
I have visited your site many times and have been inspired by all the stories of courage that embody the 'F' cancer mantra. With this in mind, I wanted to reach out and say hi. I lost my father to multiple myeloma 2 years ago. My father was my inspiration and my mentor in everything that I hold dearest; truly a great loss in my life.

My father was an amazing man. When he was only 23 he left home (and when I say 'home' I mean a town of 150 in South Western Ontario) to travel to Europe. His travels took him all through Europe, from Ireland to Norway, Spain to Turkey and in his spirit, I am planning an 'around the world' motorcycle tour to benefit cancer research. "passed traX" is a dream of mine, and a perfect tribute to my father.

I am planning newspaper, magazine, TV, and radio interviews and will be proudly wearing one of your bracelets in support of your amazing cause as well.

I've read your story as well as those on your site and it gives me hope to know that there are so many positive and hopeful people in the world; particularly with what you hear in the news these days... but don't get me started on that! ;)

Congratulations on so much amazing success and keep up the fantastic work!

Cheers,

Jason
passed traX
jason_g@me.com
www.passedtrax.com

Hi
I lost my mom to colon cancer when I was 24, my daughter to AMLwhen she was 2and a half - too many dear friends and relatives... I'm done losing - your lovely design resonates!!!

I wish I had this bracelet in 2006/07 when I went to the gates of hell with my dad (Gerry Ruryk) in his battle with cancer. Daily my sister and I would say "F* Cancer today Dad - kick its ass!"
We were blessed to have another 4 years with my dad, but sadly the long term side effects of the chemo (leukemia) took him from us in Sept. 2010.
I have happily purchased bracelets for my entire family - to not only remember my dads brave fight, survival and battle again - but to remind us that we need to keep the spirit alive everyday and do what we can to help those around us F* Cancer and work toward a cure.
This bracelet will open up the conversation to so many when they see the bracelet - and ask "what's up with that?" We can remind everyone who asks about the many around us that are battling - and the search for the cure.

Thank you for creating these bracelets! I wish I'd known of the special edition bracelets - I would have certainly purchased a few of those as well.

Keep the spirit - fight the good fight - and celebrate the moments and small victories.

cheers
Leanne Bucaro

I know Susan, I remember when she was first diagnosed....I also remember her tenacity to want to fight and win in her own battle with cancer. I also remember what an inspiration she was to me during a time of incredible personal challenge.
I remember my father, my friend Myron, my Aunt Audrey. I remember my friends who have lost loved ones and have shared
their stories.
Today, I contribute and write for Aunt Sharon & Milton and their families and friends and their brave battles to also say "fuck cancer"!
These two words say it all.
May I repeat ....fuck cancer!
What else can one say....anything else feels so trite.

Alanna

Just wanted to let you know that my son was absolutely THRILLED with his bracelet. He was in tears when he received it and gave me his "Livestrong" bracelet in return. The picture is my son in front of the school's sign. We did not know that the school was going to do this so it was a heart felt surprise.

Thank you again!

W. Brett Wilson - (everyone's favourite Dragon and The Dragon's Den) gave Louise a very special sterling silver bracelet when he first heard that she was embarking this battle with cancer. "Strong words for a big battle" he said. The only time Louise has been without her F-Cancer bracelet was during the operation. Brett's direct support of Louise throughout the opening round of this ordeal has has really given us all a big lift. A cancer survivor himself, Brett and Doc Seamans joined forces to provide a $10 million dollar gift to improve urological cancer research in Canada through the formation and development of the Southern Alberta Institute of Urology. For more information, I encourage you to take a moment to watch this YouTube presentation

As of today, Louise is functioning independently. The catheter was removed yesterday, the pain management IV was removed today and Louise is now functioning pretty much on her own.

She is up for about 4 to 5 walks a day around the ward - quite a distance. This afternoon, the weather in Calgary was a balmy 12 degrees C - and she was able to go out for a breath of fresh air - and have a long overdue visit with Bailey...the wonder dog.

At the current rate of progress, we anticipate that Louise will be home by the end of the week!

We count ourselves very fortunate to have relatives and friends like you and Brett to support our family in the battle ahead. It is not an easy journey - but one that we are facing head on - and be counted as survivors - not victims of this horrific disease.

Louise's stamina, resolve and positive attitude go a long way to assuring a successful outcome. Your prayers, positive thoughts and energy give us the moral support we need for the next steps in this journey.

Iain, Grady, Bailey (the wonder dog) and Rod

Recently, Kelly and Rach's All Access Pass got an exclusive tour behind the scenes on the set of the award winning entertainment talk show Urban Rush which is hosted by the delightfully funny Fiona Forbes and Michael Eckford. I wanted to share the video with you all for a couple of reasons; firstly, we just had such a great time. Not only are the dynamic duo quick witted and hilarious but they were warm and welcoming and both Kelly and I really had a wonderful day. Secondly, I noticed while we were on set that Fiona Forbes also wears a F*ck Cancer bracelet, a stunning piece of artwork designed by Susan Fiedler for Inspire Health. Some of you already know from a previous blog post this is a cause that is near and dear to my heart, and seeing as Fiona is one of Vancouver's hippest 'it' girls, always with her finger firmly on the pulse of whats hot and happening in this city, I thought this was a great opportunity to tell you all once again about these stunning pieces of wearable art.

The best way to do this is to re-direct you right to the F*ck Cancer website so you can read all about them and find out how to purchase one for yourself or for someone you love. I also find this to be a perfect time to mention the F*ck Cancer ambassador program which welcomes other cancer fundraising organizations and individuals who want to use the F*ck Cancer bracelet or artwork for their own fundraising programs or events.

And in the meantime, do enjoy the video Kelly and I made of our visit to the set of Urban Rush, it was a breathless ride of fun good vibes, and do please make sure to tune in to the show on Shaw TV, if you everwant to know what's really going on in this city, you can be sure Urban Rush is there to tell you about it!

http://rachaelpachel.blogspot.com/2011/04/kelly-and-rach-visit-urban-rus...

20 years ago, lung cancer took my dear dad. three weeks ago, brain cancer took my dear mom. in between, cancer has taken friends, uncles, and parents and friends of loved ones, and threatened countless other dear friends who have bravely fought and won. this is for each and every one of you. fuck cancer.

How many times can a person be touched by cancer and still be sane? Three years ago my dad died suddenly of lung cancer complications. He was 60, I was 28 and suddenly my mom was a widow. Life has a funny way of making things better and suddenly friends were coming out of the woodwork and letting me into thier stories. SO many young people in my life has lost a parent to cancer. This club that I hadn't signed up for kept getting bigger and bigger.

Life started becoming normal again and my daughter was born a year after dad died. Things were looking up. Then last March life became crappy again. Five days before her 60th birthday my mom was diagnosed with uterine cancer. Happy F***ing birthday. So here I was a working mom of a 15 month old girl, a loving wife and suddenly the daughter of a cancer patient with no spouse to care for her. Of course Karma worked it's magic during her hysterectomy and my mom ended up with not only a perforated bowel and a colostomy, but a nasty infection pocket in her incision (not cut open twice). Happy F***ing mother's day. Our summer was filled with dressing changes, doctor appointments and parts of your mother that you should never see! Three months of chemo and 5 weeks of radiation later mom is doing wonderfully and feeling herself again...thank god!

I figure we did something REALLY bad in our past life beacuse Karma did not like us this past year. Not only did mom have to deal with cancer but her only sister also had a tumor removed from her ovary. So the sisters had chemo at the same time and had the cutest shaved heads together. Unfortunately my aunt's cancer journey isn't over as she recently had cancerous fluid removed from her abdomen.

In our family we don't mince words. We are realists but we also don't take things lying down. "F*** cancer, embrace life" embodies our feelings on the matter. Thank you for for putting it into words and onto a non-rubber bracelet!

F YOU CANCER, YOU CAN'T TAKE US DOWN.

I am a cancer patient (multiple myeloma) and have never heard of InspireHealth before. I had no idea that there was a non-profit integrated health centre for cancer patients in Canada. After I entered your F Cancer contest I decided to call up InspreHealth and book a 2 day LIFE course. I was surprised that they take OHIP cards (I am from Ontario) to cover the doctor portion of the visit. Anyway, I am off to visit their centre in March and wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you are supporting and promoting this centre - I am hoping to have a successful visit with them.

I joined as a member and am subscribing to the newsletter. Power to you for turning your fight with cancer into a thing of beauty.

Being diagnosed once, is a scary and life altering thing. Not only to you, but to family, friends, colleagues and partners. So, 9 years later and 5th time sitting down with my oncologist, whom is now on speed dial, christmas card lists and know his birthday without even looking at his facebook or calendar now, he tears up as he tells me I have been hit with the cancer stick again. I laughed and said "seriously? with all the chemo and drugs and treatments my body has absorbed, this disease has the nerve to show up again??" Mark then began to go over a treatment plan of action.

Something was different this time. I let the disease get to my spirit. I walked out of Marks office thinking, If it keeps coming back, maybe I should take this as a sign and just give up... what kind of life do I have where every 1.5 years I keep getting hit with this.

Without thinking, 2 days later I packed up and moved to the West Coast to hide. I ignored family, friends, doctors and figured I would just come out here and die. I was blessed enough to have a job where I can do it from anywhere, or they could fly me in for voice work etc. For the first time in my life, I gave up on myself. My friends reached out to one of my idols/inspirations. W.Brett Wilson. He called me at 730am one Monday morning in November. He was kind, funny and real. He encouraged me to get treatment and to look at other options....most of which I just ignored. After emails etc ... something clicked. He shared the link of F*** Cancer Embrace Life with me.

I started caring. I started to realize.. I was letting Cancer win. I have never done that. I am a woman, who has beat this disgusting disease 4 times before...and I won! This 5th time ... is it going to be harder?? Yes. But if, a man like Brett, who doesnt know me from a whole in the wall can show me how he embraced life, why wouldnt I consider that for myself. I reached out and purchased a bracelet and wear it like a badge of honour and love explaining it to those who ask what it is.

My Oncologist asked me to fly into see him a little before Christmas, and suggested I look at quality of life, not quantity. I told him I would stay in touch, knowing I will still keep going with my homeopath and naturopath back home. As fate would have it, later that same day, I was doing some work at the CBC downtown Toronto that was also taping a segment with Brett. The stars aligned and we met up for a quick hug and hello, and he made me remember that it is truly about my journey. That it really is about embracing life no matter how long or how short. I cannot thank him enough for that.

I am currently going through holistic treatments, drinking my Chagga and with a trip to Vancouver every month to get a medical check up and status, my spirits are up, I am laughing, smiling, traveling, doing things I have wanted to do and have never done ... I like to think as soon as I put that bracelet on for the first time.. I started embracing my life.. and all the mountain and valleys it has for me.

What you guys have is not just a way to raise money for cancer or a really fashionable bracelet, you are helping people remember why life is a great, beautiful thing that should be embraced and lived to its fullest every day.

Thank you.
S

In life we often find ourselves inspired by people who are complete strangers. Complete strangers in the traditional sense only because you never met in person, but yet, through experiences in life you feel completely connected. That is how my family and I felt about Brett Wilson.

You see, my family came to a complete halt in 2000 when our Dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Years before our Grandpa Nick fought the same battle and at the time of his first diagnoses he won his battle. We knew what we were in for based on our grandfather’s experience, but fighting cancer is something you can never get use to dealing with. It’s an angry, self-indulgent disease that takes super hero qualities to battle.

In 2001 Brett was also unfortunately diagnosed with prostate cancer. His battle was fought hard and he came out strong and healthy, just like our Dad.

In 2010 we learned that Brett supported F Cancer Embrace Life, and in tribute to his battle wore a bracelet that said ‘f… cancer”. After Dad’s battle and losing our Grandpa Nick from prostate cancer in October 2010, we were inspired to also support F Cancer Embrace Life. In doing so, each of us in the Saunders family proudly wear our bracelets in honour of Dad and Grandpa Nick; a tribute to their lives and tumultuous battles.

Inspired by his savvy business sense and humble personality on CBC’s Dragon’s Den, my family and I continued to be inspired fans of Brett’s accomplishments and contributions.

In November 2010 on a weekend get-away to Toronto, having worked up an appetite from shopping, my girlfriend and I retired to a trendy café for a light lunch and beverages. As we waited for the Maitre’d to show us to our table I saw Brett Wilson. He was right in front of me - an arms length away. Instantly I felt faint and all the words I always thought I would say to him if I ever had the honour to meet him left my brain. I was like a deer caught in the headlights, completely star-struck.

After being seated, my excitement to be in the same vicinity as Brett was growing and I knew that I if I did not take this opportunity to introduce myself to him that I would forever regret allowing the moment to pass me by.

Through my girlfriend’s encouragement, we made our way to Brett and I introduced myself. Telling him how inspired we were of his courageous battle and the battle our family fought with both Dad and Grandpa Nick. I showed him my bracelet – and in Brett’s true-to-nature, beautiful human spirit, he embraced me. Brett said, “This is the most powerful bracelet in the world.”

We felt that he was just as honoured to meet us as we were to meet him. And that’s just the kind of man Brett is – humble and real.

As a successful businessman and philanthropist, Brett has dedicated resources and his personal time to support Prostate Cancer research. It is through his dedication to the end of the disease that we find inspiration of who Brett Wilson is as a human being. Meeting him that day in November was a highlight of my life. An honour that I will not soon forget. An honour I will carry in my heart for the rest of my life.

F Cancer – Together we are stronger!

As Grandpa Nick said, “Your outlook on life is a direct reflection of how you feel about yourself.”

One week ago, my dad lost his year-long battle with pancreatic cancer at age 56. After all of the research, reading, stories of those who have lost family and friends to cancer, explanations from doctors about how this nasty disease works, I really realized that cancer is a monster. Not only did it invade dad's body and spread, but it sucked the life right out of him, painfully slowly yet painfully quickly. It not only consumed whatever energy and nutrients he put into his body so that the cancer can use that energy to continue to grow and multiply, but it also stopped dad's body from absorbing any leftover nutrients after the cancer is done with them. When I was little, I had an image of a monster...big, dark, scary, loud, manipulative, able to take over anything quickly and swiftly, all the time making the sound of an evil laugh. As an adult, I've seen that monster now. That monster is cancer.

Dad fought with an amazing spirit. He used his religion and spirituality as a pillar, and kept family and friends closer than ever before. He still laughed and joked right until the very end, when he asked my brother to "call God." He didnt complain, didnt ask "why me", just went with the flow and made the best of his time. The way he fought was inspirational.

Anyone who has been diagnosed with cancer, and anyone who has had a family member or friend diagnosed with the ugly disease will probably agree that FUCK CANCER is the only way to express our feelings towards this monster. Fuck you, cancer, we'll beat you one day soon.

When my beautiful boy was born he was placed in my arms and on May 22nd I handed him from my arms into God's.

When Glenn (37 years old) was asked in his final hours how he was feeling, he responded "not bad". That was how he lived every moment of his 2 year battle with cancer, with laughter, love and a positive outlook.

Glenn, a non smoker was first diagnosed with tongue cancer in August, 2008. When surgery to remove a part of his tongue was successful we believed that we had kicked cancer in the butt. But it returned and his cancer was resistant to both radiation and chemotherapy.

Glenn's bravery and sense of humour despite the inevitable tragedy inspired everyone. He was the bright light at the cancer clinic, the hospital and finally at the hospice. He kept his fellow patients, the doctors and nurses in good spirits by refusing to give up and by searching out the laughter in the moment. He was my hero and always will be.

Glenn had a patch sewn on one of his caps that said *uck cancer. He would laugh if he knew I had purchased the *uck cancer bracelet.

Some days the pain of missing him is almost unbearable but I try to remember that this brave young man, my son, lived life to the fullest until the very moment that he took his last breath.

Joyce Harris

When I started writing this, the only purpose it held, as far as I was concerned, was an outlet for what I was feeling and couldn’t share with my friends and family. I felt like I was exploding inside and had to get things out, but did not want to burden anyone with my feelings.
It is 2:20 am and I am, once again, unable to sleep. If my sleep deprivation can be divided into two categories, one being insomnia, the worst is the one I am now: Sadness. When you don’t sleep because you just can’t, it’s annoying. But when you can’t sleep because of so many (depressing) thoughts running through your head, your exhaustion just exasperates.
What has happened over the past year has been nothing less than shocking and painful to me; my heart goes out for people who are going through what I am going through – or are about to, or already have – to see that there are other people experiencing the same exact feelings and pain that, with all good intentions, cannot be fathomed by someone “on the outside.”
As for how do I start each day without my dad? Shockingly, I do. I don’t know how. Before he died, and before he was terminal, and before he was even sick, I never thought I’d be able to survive not having my dad around.
There are several stages that individuals who have been diagnosed with a terminal illness go through, and have been extended to include those who have lost loved ones. Wikipedia defines the stage of denial basically as a “this can’t be happening” stage. I actually spent a very long time in that stage – probably around a year, until the cancer reoccurred.
I know he’s gone, I feel he’s gone, I’ve accepted he’s gone – but I haven’t.
I am in denial that I won’t ever see him again. I’m only 26 years old! He was only 58! It’s insane to think that I have decades ahead of me where I won’t get to hear my dad’s voice, or feel his hug (which is clearly unique), or smell his scent, or feel his touch, or hear him say he’s proud of me, or have him at my wedding, or have him when my kids are born, or have him teach me how to be a mother, or have him calm me down when I’m freaking out, or have him advise me what washing machine to buy because ours broke down this weekend, or teach me his amazing recipes, or bring me the sweetest of the melons and mangoes, or have him babysit, or get his advice (because let’s face it, our dads know best), or have him meet The Boy, or tell me that I’m not insane when I feel I am, or see him get old with my mom – or see him get old at all.
I am in extreme denial about all of it, just a different version of denial than is discussed in most literature. It’s probably the kind reserved for my kind of cancer survivor.
Wikipedia defines a cancer survivor as “… an individual with cancer of any type, current or past, who is still living.”
I am pretty sure that the definition should be amended to include those who lost a loved one to cancer. You see, we – my grandmother and brother and mom, and all of my dad’s good friends and family – we are cancer survivors as well. We are the leftovers of my dad’s food-pipe cancer.
We are the ones left with picking up the pieces. My dad is gone, but we’re still here, and so many of our daily activities are constant reminders of his death. Whether it’s celebrating a festival without my dad – and remembering he was at the previous one. We are the ones who are grieving on a daily basis. The ones who need to figure out where we go from here, what changes we need to make.
We are the ones who keep having to tell the story. Every time we run into someone who didn’t know my dad was sick and we have to tell them he died, we are survivors all over again. Even though the process isn’t as painful as it was at first, it still isn’t easy. When I speak of my dad as being dead, I am completely disconnected from the words coming out of my mouth. As far as I’m concerned, I could be talking about the rain in Mumbai. Because that’s my way of surviving.
We are the ones who feel the effects of his death every day, even in stupid things like accidentally saying “My dad would love that!” and then feeling bad for the person who heard it because they don’t know what to say.
We’re the ones who can randomly start crying at any given moment and then have to start explaining why. And, of course, feeling bad.
We are the ones who are labeled. The Ones whose Dad/husband/Child/ Died of Cancer.
We are the ones who are looked upon with pity, both by those who know us and don’t how to talk to us anymore, and those who just find out.
My dad’s cancer affected our life profoundly and forever altered who we are. It has changed us in every possible way, and its devastation is felt almost on a daily basis.
The original definition of “cancer survivor” is a positive one; It is one of triumph, one that shows that even though cancer has attacked, people can survive.
I can only assume, then, that we – the friends and family of those who have died – cannot be included in the official definition because we are the negative side of cancer.
But we are, in fact, cancer survivors as well.
Thankfully, the hard days don’t happen as often as they used to. And when they do, I just try to get through them without hurting the people who care about me. It’s all part of being the other type of cancer survivor.

Hello Susan, I was riding on a ferry from Victoria to Tswwassen yesterday with my girlfriend and we were eyeing your beautiful jewellery. She told me your story and your Fuck Cancer Cause (which I have added on facebook already) and I felt compelled to write you.
My mother Kathi Arnold passed away from cancer at age 76 in July of 2009. Her breast cancer went into her brain and subsequently had brain surgery and radiation. She recovered well from the 'routine' brain surgery but her communication skills were definately inhibited after the radiation. In June of 2009 I became a raw foodist after hearing that it cured cancer and all last winter I researched the 'underground' information regarding the Cancer Industry and actually compiled 50 pages of notes from books (The China Study mostly), studies, going to naturalpath/medical doctors, documentaries and speaking to cancer survivors who became raw foodists. I had a ridiculous amount of incredible information that is not let out to the public so I wrote a book about it. I am not here to plug my book or make money off your website but I feel I was placed on this planet to get the word out regarding cancer (and every other disease) and nutrition.
If you put live, whole, organic foods into your body with no toxins, chemicals, junk food, GMO's, processed foods or animal based foods (meat and dairy) and stick to a plant based diet you have NO CHOICE but to be well. It's fruits, vegetables, nuts and seeds mostly. If all of your cells are duplicating with the highest form of vitamins, minerals and nutrients from the best food in the world you will be well and it can prevent, reverse and eliminate cancer. I encourage everyone to watch the documentaries: 'Healing Cancer From the Inside Out' and 'Eating' by Mike Anderson and another one called 'Crazy Sexy Cancer' by Kris Carr. There are several videos on Youtube and one excellent one called 'Go Raw Now Trailer' for some inspiration. I even mention Inspire Health in my book as my friend went there and became a raw foodist and has been healthy, beautiful, and cancer free for almost 3 years. She also heavily researched cancer and I learnt a lot from her.
I wanted to thank you for letting me speak on your blog and I also have my own blog discussing raw foods, the benefits, delicious recipes, and I even met David Wolfe, our hugest raw foodist on the planet! My blog is www.rawfoodhealthylife.blogspot.com and my website is www.healingcanceryourself.com.

With Love and Inspiration,

Teri Arnold
info@healingcanceryourself.com

PS. There is NO reason for this disease to be in your life, do something about it now.

My adorable older brother got a new kidney from my other amazing brother two years ago. They are both doing great. Except that tdoday my adorable brother called to tell me that he has colon cancer and the Dr, told him it has spread to his liver. So now he has to find a plan that will accommodate his new body. I don"t know what to do?

But my dear friend is battling bladder cancer and is wearing this beautiful Fuck Cancer Bracelet. So because I refuse to feel helpless I just bought one for my brother, his beautiful wife and his 3 very special grown children. This amazing family were at my side 3 years ago when my 25 year old daughter took her own life. So on behalf of all these people who do nothing but love and give and care to others, I say for them, Fuck Cancer, we have had enough! Do not under estimate the power of family love, we will fight this and win! Just watch us now.

Thank you for this beautiful, cheaky little token of expression of power!
Karen

I just wanted to say how much I admire what you are doing. Having lost my mother to ovarian cancer 7 years ago in December, and then watching my father and voice teacher fight cancer battles (and win!) this past year, this sentiment resonates very loudly. I love your message and look forward to wearing it on my wrist every day.

Cancer has taken my mom, her mom and a number of my aunts - and is currently working on two other aunts.

Cancer has tried to take me and I say ... F*CK you Cancer!

Six year breast cancer survivor.

Kris

Never in a million years did I ever think I would walk into a tattoo parlor and get a tat, let alone write up a review on my experience. The fact that I'm in Vegas for my 40th birthday celebration with a ton of friends, strange as it may seem, had nothing to do with my decision. The truth is I've been looking for about 2 months now for a good place to get it done.

My whole experience from the moment I walked in there was excellent. Believe it or not, I've never seen an episode of Inked and I had no idea until my friend told me that Hart and Huntington was where the reality show was filmed. It didn't have any real influence on my decision but in retrospect I think it's actually kinda cool!!!

Jessica at the reception was friendly and inviting and made me feel welcome. It being my first time, she was more than generous with helping me. Jime was awesome!! Friendly, interesting and totally cool. I also learned that Jime had a special connection to cancer as well. I won't get into any details but I was really glad he was my artist. It was an honour to have him do it!! Thanks Jime!!

Prior to my diagnosis last July there was nothing that I thought I'd like painted on my body permanently for the rest of my life. But during my stay in the hospital for my first round of chemo my partner Brent showed me a bracelet by a local Vancouver artist and cancer survivor named Susan Fiedler. The bracelet is sterling silver and engraved with two words that have become my mantra.....Fuck Cancer. As soon as I saw it I knew I'd found my tattoo and yesterday Jime at H&H made it a permanent part of me!! Susan herself provided the artwork so that it would be an exact representation of the bracelet. Thanks so much Susan!!!!! Big HUG!!!!!!!

Tony

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Well this is my story and I have never told it. Last year my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer @age 61 so we as a family began our journey, she started telling my sister and I to get a mammogram we said ok yes ma'am we will. My sister who was 43 at the time had hers done, she was fine. I still waited mainly because I was scared and had never had a mammogram so I didnt know what to expect. I was 44 at the time. I finally went in august and it was not a good report. I went back in september for a biopsy, it was breast cancer as well. So in october I had a mastectomy and was well on my way. My mom had to go through chemo and I was lucky enough not to have to go through it because they caught my cancer at a early enough stage. I was able to have a choice on what type of treatment we would do. My mother and I both have had reconstruction on our breast(GURDIE:Girls Under Reconstruction Do It Easy). You might say we had to name this beast called cancer because it was a way for us to laugh rather than cry, so that is where the name GURDIE came from.Today I am going on 7 months no cancer and my mom is 10 months no cancer. We as mothers,daughters and sisters have truly been on an unbelievable journey this past year we laughed, cried and embraced this all together. I hope that all the women that read this will get there mammograms on time and not wait like I did. All I'm saying is I am blessed and very lucky they caught it when they did. ~Kim~

Having seen your bracelet on a friend who works at The Princess Margaret Hospital in Toronto where my husband was treated for cancer, I just loved it and enquired when she had obtained it. I immediately contacted SoulFlower to order one for myself and one for my son, whose Dad passed away 10 years ago. Sometimes it difficult to select a unique gift for someone and when I saw the braclet, I knew we would both love it. Needless to say many people notice the unique "design" and are quite suprised when they actually SEE what it says ...... everyone just loves it! My order today is for a friend who has just finished up their treatments for breast cancer and I am thrilled to be ordering one for her ...... I know she will love it.

Too many good people have lost their battle with this disease. But, thankfully many others are winning theirs.

I've lost a number of family members and friends to cancer over the years, and known many people who are still fighting. My father passed away this month after a long, exhausting, battle with lung cancer. My mother passed away a year ago after again, a long, exhausting, battle with the same disease. The bracelet displays the perfect sentiment, as my father expressed these words many times, and I still do.

I am grateful for the time my father and I spent at Inspire Health. They offered many things, but the most important gift we walked away with was the knowledge that cancer can attack the body and chip away at the mind, but it cannot take the spirit.

F*cancer!

I first saw your bracelet on the arm of my dear friend Candace Davidson. Candace and I have been friends for 24 years, since we were teenagers. She is one of my greatest creative inspirations. One of the three amigos. When she was diagnosed, my husband and I got bracelets to show our support and have been wearing them ever since. Candace bravely ended her battle with cancer in October 2009. Last fall, I gave my friend Else one of these bracelets as her sister was battling lung cancer in Denmark, and she was helpless here in Canada. Dagmars’ battle with cancer ended on January 17, 2010. Else had given the bracelet to her niece Treena upon arrival in Denmark after her sisters' death. Just before they closed the casket, Treena took off the bracelet, and placed into her mothers’ hands. A fitting tribute to a woman who was reknowned for her love of life.
Thank you for giving this family a very fitting and apt closure to a dreadful disease.
Sometimes saying fight back is not enough - in any language.
F@%# Cancer!

I have had several family members pass away from Cancer. A total of 5 over the last 10 years, the most recent being January 3, 2010. I love this bracelet it says everything that I feel towards this disease and I am positive the ones I lost would feel the same way as well. So I will be wearing this for them.

Darcy

My mother, Sandra Singer, passed away in April after fighting Pancreatic Cancer for 21 months. She was 67 when she died. To say that her loss has left a hole in my family is an understatement. In one of life's tragic ironies, my parents, PH.D.s in Chemistry, spent many years working for the National Cancer Research Facility. Basically, they were researching cancer and its causes.

To see someone so brilliant and wonderful struck down by this disgusting disease where little could be done to help her (I know there are some moderately-successful treatments but every patient is different and I won't bore you with the details of my mother's medical profile. Suffice it to say, the deck was stacked against her), was something that took me months to finally come to terms with.

A friend of mine told me about this web site and the bracelet and I think the language really sums up, very succinctly, how I feel. I could go on and on about the pain, the loss, and what needs to be done and what should be done but really it all boils down to the two words perfectly chosen for this bracelet: F*ck Cancer.

My older brother discovered he had colon cancer at 50 which has spread to his liver. Liver surgery was done this past summer and now he is about to complete his chemo. My father has Leukemia as well.

A younger cousin who is a cancer survivor himself, directed me to your bracelet. My wife and I wish to support him with one for ourselves.

The medical team in charge of my case is to meet with family members and myself this late afternoon to see what steps can be taken to support my health from this stage, as further attempts to treat my aggressive leukemia are no longer in the cards. Bummer but so grateful for the time I was given with treatment - 6 weeks to this point when originally I only had 2 without treatment.

I learned of and experienced people like you, and Brett Wilson. How lucky I was to have Brett as a friend, willing to let me wear his F* Cancer bracelet. Wearing the silver fight cancer bracelet he took off and gave me my second day in the hospital - surprising everyone I breezed through 3 wks of Chemo with no side effects - except with what is no longer under my hat.

I have a great caring medical team, and am so blessed with support from wonderful family and friends… VALUABLE DAYS,

I am not good at expressing things but hope I meaningfully reflected how my F* Cancer Bracelet, as I came by it, touched and made me appreciate what matters in life - each other.

My mother lost her very short battle with cancer on Anzac Day. I discovered the F*Cancer bracelet while on a trip to Vancouver to take my mother’s ashes home. While in White Rock I wandered into a small homewares store and saw a SoulFlower stand. The owner of the store told me the story and asked if I had heard of the F*Cancer bracelet. I had not.

Upon my return home I told my sister who is a ‘Jane McGrath’ Cancer Nurse here in Australia. She loved the idea so much that she wanted to buy one for herself and me, for my birthday in August. I received it last week, the first time we have been together since November 08. I just love it, and wear it all the time.

Yesterday whilst attending a cardiac appointment in Brisbane my specialist noticed the ECG waves engraved on the side of the bracelet. He took my hand and had a closer look saying, “You know what the engraving reminds me of….”.

He then looked at the words and roared with laughter, said “Does that say what I think it says?”. I told the story and he said he would order one for his wife who is an oncologist…..

Go the F*cancer bracelet and thank you to Susan for her generosity in art and research.

I’m Anne, I’m getting chemo for stage II, grade III invasive ductal carcinoma. I’m also on the Beatrice Trial and getting Avastin, an antiangiogenisis for triple negative disease, that means that the cancer in me won’t respond to any of the post chemo hormone therapies. I found a lump in my left breast just before Christmas of 08. I chose to have a double mastectomy instead of a lumpectomy. Another tumour was found in in the left breast tissue after the mastectomy. F* Cancer!