It's not funny.
Hey! My name is ChelsWhoElse, or Chelsea, whichever works.
I’ve had sick parents for as long as I can remember. In elementary school, my dad was diagnosed w/ ALS. That same year, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. After chemo, radiation, and surgery, my mom ended up fully recovering.
My dad died when I was in college after 15 years with the disease, which is ironically great as many people with ALS die after a few years. Several years later..my mom finds out that after 17 years in remission she has cancer…again. This time it’s stage 4.
Don’t worry though - this isn’t supposed to be depressing. Since I’ve had a unique perspective of witnessing parental sickness as both a child + now as an adult, join me in my weekly podcast, DYING OF LAUGHTER, as I explore my thoughts + feelings giving advice, educational information and more to young adults who have experienced loss. I’m not a licensed medical professional - just a real person going through a real experience. Thanks for stopping by!
So. You’ve just found out that your mom or dad is sick. Now what? When my mom told me that her cancer had come back, I instantly burst into tears. The next day I was really frustrated to the point of rage. And the day after that I just felt confused and alone.
October is breast cancer awareness month. There’s pink sh*t everywhere. But what does that mean? I am not entirely sure what it means to the world, but I will tell you what it means to me. I’ve had sick parents for as long as I can remember. When I was in third grade...
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Los Angeles, CA