What is Bladder-Cancer
Bladder cancer refers to any of several types of malignant growths of the urinary bladder. It is a disease in which abnormal cells multiply without control in the bladder. The blad...
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FOR 2 YEARS I BATTLED SUPERFICIAL BLADDER CANCER WITH NUMEROUS SURGERIES ALMOST AFTER EACH 3 MONTH SCOPE.
I HAD A CLEAN SCOPE IN DECEMBER AND THE DOCTOR RECOMMENDED BCG SO I HAD ONE SERIES. I WENT BACK IN APRIL (3 MONTHS) HE SAID HE SAY 2 AND ANOTHER SURGERY WAS REQUIRED.
WHEN I WENT BACK FOR MY RSULTS HE SAID THE BLADDER NEEDED TO BE REMOVED, IT HAD INVADED THE MUSCLE. I ASKED HOW THIS...1 Recommendation
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I Can Still Hear the LaughterI can still hear the ...
iampatty May 31, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008 |
I Can Still Hear the Laughter
I can still hear the laughter.
I can still see the smiles.
I can still climb the highest moutain
while remembering days gone by.
I can still sail across the ocean in a boat
so small and climb the mightiest tree of
all.
I can still ride a bike.
I can still fly like the wind, while remembering the scrapped knees that my Mother would mend.
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Sharon's Song When I cross that Jordan wi...
iampatty May 31, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008 |
Sharon's Song
When I cross that Jordan wide,
she'll be waiting on the other side.
To take my hand a lead me on,
to live up there our heavenly home.
I'll miss her with every breath I take.
With each tear that falls, my heart will break.
I see her face wherever I go.
She never leaves me, this I know.
She continues to brighten my smile.
Each time I think of her, I stop awhile.
She listens qui...1 Recommendation -
Where Is That Little GirlLooking inside myself to ...
iampatty May 31, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008 |
Where Is That Little Girl
Looking inside myself to find that little girl
Where is that little girl of four?
Hair of gold, eyes of blue.
I wonder sometimes, though I haven't a clue.
I've searched inside myself.
I've seen her face; I've called out her name.
The years have passed; she's not the same.
I wonder if she knows who I am.
I'm who she is but older now.
Gone are the ringlets o...1 Recommendation
Saturday, May 31, 2008 |
I Can Still Hear the Laughter
I can still hear the laughter.
I can still see the smiles.
I can still climb the highest moutain
while remembering days gone by.
I can still sail across the ocean in a boat
so small and climb the mightiest tree of
all.
I can still ride a bike.
I can still fly like the wind, while remembering the scrapped knees that my Mother would mend.
I can still dance in puddles left by t...1 Recommendation -
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