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  • David Foster (shown here with his friend Gracie) is National Strategic Advisor for Morris Communications, and has been a leader within the independent magazine community for years. In April 2005, Dave was diagnosed with Advanced Renal Cell Carcinoma, Stage 4, the sixth deadliest cancer, behind lung, liver, and breast. In emails to his ‘wellness group’ of friends and colleagues, Dave began chronicling his battle with the disease. In this blog, Dave Foster continues to “kick cancer’s arse”, sharing his story with a wider audience.

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February 17, 2008

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Hi Dave, I loved the story of the bear in Alaska. Sounds like you have had some wonderful experiences in your life. Our family and another went to Gatlinburg, Tennessee for a picnic at Cades Cove one fall. We had a great time, saw a few black bear cubs. Made a few good memeories, had some good laughs,when we got in the van to come home when we realized that a horrible smell was inside the van with us. We all checked our feet and one of the kids had bear dung all over the shoes. Whew the shoe had to be pitched out the window. Life is about making some memories. My husband who is stage 4 for the past 6 years knows when he can put his feet on the floor in the morning he is blessed. Keep me smiling Dave, I look forward to your writings.

Good blog David, made me do some thinking. I am one who says "live like there is not tomorrow" however in saying that I want to make sure that I do what I want to do today and not think "I wish I had done???" I loved the line about the a..holes in life and saints in death - good one. How true. If I should die tomorrow feel free to call me an a...hole I think it would suit me better than a "saint". Carry on Warrior

David - Heres to hoping you won't have your last day for a very long time!!! Harry and I were always nervous at scan time (you know how that goes) but other than scan time, we lived our life as if cancer hadn't been around -- just normal everyday stuff and enjoying life for us. Now that he is gone and I'm going through all the "what ifs" I think instead "Maybe we should've sat around and just held hands for the last 4 years" Then I come to grips with that and say "Oh, Harry would've really loved that!" (I'm joking - he would not have wanted that!) Since his motto was that he was learning to live with his cancer, he really chose to go on with living life as normal and he/we did for a long time. I am glad to hear and see that you are out enjoying life and visiting friends. It sounds like you have a lot of life left to live and I think your spunky nature will keep you kicking for a long time. Wishing you and Sherry the best! You are an inspiration to so many. Sandi Weisenberger

When he was asked how he wanted to go, Buddy Hackett said he wanted to be shot by a jealous husband.
I want to go in the middle of a sentence I am speaking. Fast and sudden like. Just the same, it will happen when it happens so why not enjoy the moment and let the future take care of itself eh? Cancer be damned.

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