Dad used to have several friends who had cancer, but now they are all dead. Dad went to see them before he died and talked about the dangers of smoking and drinking. When he came back, he said that life is short, so do something while you are alive, and don't care so much. I always feel that these discussions about life and death are too profound, and my life has just begun, so it is not convenient to participate in them. Until they died at a young age, I still felt that they had lived for forty or fifty years, and they were no younger than me, but I didn't know that the idea at that time was simply stupid. But to tell the truth, although they are all uncles I know very well, I was quite calm from their illness to their death. This is human nature, no one can escape, and it's nothing to get cancer. God will arrange a way for everyone to say goodbye to this world.
It was not until eight months ago that my strong father was suddenly diagnosed with terminal cancer because of a gum tumor that I first felt that cancer was so close to me. I'm beginning to worry about whether cancer is hereditary. I searched the internet for information about cancer inheritance and kept asking the attending doctor, and finally got a reassuring answer. There will be genetic factors, but not completely. In other words, my chances of getting cancer will be much greater than others. If I live to my father's age, my life will be over half. Isn't my life just beginning? How can people suddenly reach middle age? If I don't take good care of myself, it will probably be miserable in twenty years.
When I opened my eyes this morning, a message exploded in my circle of friends. A beautiful alumnus of the Department of Physical Education who graduated together in July was diagnosed as B-cell non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. Chemotherapy costs a lot, and everyone needs help to make up for the medical expenses. My heart was shocked. If I were the sick man, what would it be? I have a deep understanding of this disease. I always feel far away from myself when I can't get it. Once you get sick, there is no chance of regret. At that time, if I come back, I will protect my body, and so on. These thoughts are meaningless, because health can only be the next life for you. Unlike other diseases, cancer will get better and can be cured. After experiencing the pain of illness, you should protect your body and prevent the problem from happening again. Once you get cancer, any decision you make is wrong, and every day you look forward to is painful and there is no chance.
Don't worry about some unimportant things, having a healthy body is already a great wealth. Put yourself in others' shoes. If you are terminally ill, are you willing to exchange with anyone who is unfortunate and healthy, even if his wife and children are separated and unhappy, or he is a beggar, or he has no money, no job and is heavily in debt? Now we may suffer from being in such an environment, but I don't know that any misfortune is reversible except terminally ill. No money to earn, no job to find. As long as there is a healthy body, there is hope and a future. And those unfortunate people, there is no happiness from now on.
Now cancer is not the patent of a certain kind of people. People of all ages have it. No one knows who the next person with cancer will be and what will happen tomorrow.