The surviving story of Barry Stein, a remarkable man!

The surviving story of Barry Stein, a remarkable man!

The surviving story of Barry Stein, a remarkable man!

My name is Barry Stein and this is my story as a cancer survivor. In 1995, I was diagnosed with metastatic colon cancer stage IV. Few of us, cancer survivors can forget what we feel when we announced the cancer diagnosis. I remember the effect it made me like it was yesterday. I was crushed by the news. I felt a surge of emotion and I suddenly began to panic. I started to sweat. I felt bombarded with information, launched faster than I could understand. I felt angry and I am sorry for myself. I wondered why this was happening to me and if I would have the opportunity to see grow my young family. I tried to digest the fact that my life was suddenly threatened by a disease that invaded me slyly, without symptoms. I thought doctors were probably wrong. I felt absolutely normal. They had certainly made a mistake.

I knew virtually nothing about cancer, but I had preconceived ideas. I associated the word cancer with death. Still, when the doctor told me the cancer had spread to my liver and my colon I had thirty percent chance of surviving five years, I could not accept it. I knew I had to fight. I wanted to do everything possible to improve my situation, but I had no experience in this field and I understood very little of the information that was provided to me. I was determined to do all possible research to be able to make informed decisions about my treatment. If I had been more aware of this disease, and I would be me tested for colon cancer in time, I could have avoided years of treatments, surgeries and pain and suffering for me and my family. Fortunately, after much hard work and quite scary moments, things have turned out well. I even saw my three children to marry in exceptional individuals and I now have two beautiful grandchildren.

My determination was a very important first step in my experience with cancer. Whatever the emotion you may feel after a diagnosis of cancer, it is likely that eventually you will face the reality of the situation and you decide how you will fight. I now know that cancer colorectal is preventable, treatable and curable. That is why I have devoted my life since 1995; to make others aware of the disease, to support patients and their families, and to advocate for screening programs for colorectal cancer in Canada, as well as equal and timely access to effective treatments to improve patient outcomes. I am the president of the Canadian Colorectal Cancer Association and we are here to increase awareness of colorectal cancer by demonstrating the importance of screening. It is not obliged to be sentenced to death. We can make a difference together. Support us so we can support you! 
The fight against cancer in time historical

The fight against cancer in time historical

From Egypt to the present day, the cancer has been part of the history of mankind. These images show how it has been fighting this disease. It is called cancer and is one of our worst enemies. It comes suddenly, like the friend who called to be dropped at home. An x-ray with a strange spot, an analytical unexpected values. The time between doubt and certainty, enough for the mask is removed. And say, "here I am, I have come to stay."

That's when the fight against cancer begins. Battle without truce. Cancer, damn cancer, which has led some of our friends and most beloved family. Cancer, damn cancer, the same that have survived many others. The history of humanity has also been a fight against time, a struggle to understand, disentangle, discover and cure this disease. This hundred diseases. On the World Cancer Day, we look at ten historical images on this eternal battle:

First reported cases in Egypt

The fight against cancer in ten historical images

Since when we know that there is cancer? Some say that this disease is as old as mankind. Reason does not lack. The first clinical cases were found in the papyrus of Edwin Smith, a historical document in 1,600 BC collected some details about this disease.

Belonging to the era of the dynasty XVII, it was found and acquired by the merchant Edwin Smith in 1862. He is currently exposed at the Academy of Medicine in New York, although not the only Egyptian relic in which the cancer is described. Also the papyrus George Ebers, considered one of the oldest medical treatises, collects some details on possible cases of breast cancer and uterine cancer.

The origin of the 'crab'
If there is a key figure in the history of medicine , it is certainly Hippocrates . Greek was the first to use the term 'karkinos' (καρκίνος) to refer to 'canker' or 'cancer'. It is curious, as this concept also derives the word 'crab'. Some historians attribute this similarity between crab and cancer to "tumors are as hard as a shell." Cancer is also a tenacious disease, which manages change of location in the body. Even some cases of breast cancer are similar to the legs of a crab -like appearance.

Greek mythology also includes the concept of crab. In the struggle of Heracles against Hidra of Lerna, the hero gets escape the crab sent by Hera to bite her feet and hinder him in the fight. He failed to kill him, but he survived the attack 'karkinos'. Today we see this battle in a lekythos preserved in the Louvre in Paris.

Cancer in the Middle Ages

The fight against cancer in ten historical images

On World Cancer Day is much talk about advances in treatments and therapies against the disease. But the fact is that this fight extends back in time to the Middle Ages itself. As an example we can point to Clara Jacobi, a woman who suffered a massive brain tumor. In the 1689, and with rudimentary techniques of the time, they managed to surgically remove the mass that had grown on the neck of this Dutch.

How to operate a tumor?
It would have to pass a century until they understand how the surgical removal of a tumor could be done. For Jacobi, it was easier to extract the visible mass. But what would happen if the tumors were located in the body? The scientific basis the first determined Giovanni Battista Morgagni, an Italian doctor who forever changed pathology. He began performing autopsies in a more careful manner, improving the diagnosis of many diseases.

After the work of Morgagni, the Scottish surgeon John Hunter suggested that cancer could be "removed" from the body. As happened with Jacobi, Hunter argued that the tumor masses that were developed within the body also had to be removed. His book can be consulted today online through the archive of the National Institutes of Health (NIH) in the United States.

The cellular origin

The fight against cancer in ten historical images

Why cancer occurs? This question is often raised by patients and families. Until the nineteenth century, medicine had striven to know where tumor masses appeared and how to eliminate them from the body. But it was Rudolf Virchow who first understood the root of the cancer was in our own cells. In 1858, he wrote in Diecellulare Pathologie that the basis of any disease should be studied and understood at the cellular level. Also cancer. Today his work remains fundamental: much of the research focuses on understanding how errors occur in our cells for a tumor originates.

From World War I to chemo
Who knew strife medical advances allow us to achieve? The truth is that science war has developed in very difficult times, getting unexpected benefits. One of the highlights is undoubtedly the advent of chemotherapy. During World War I, hundreds of soldiers feared suffering the effects of mustard gas. This chemical agent, first used by the German army in the town of Ypres, was able to destroy the bone marrow. Chemotherapy was developed through research of mustard gas

In 1942, scientists at Yale University decided to investigate why. They found that mustard gas was an alkylating able to modify the DNA in our cells. Composed Subsequent studies led to the development of chemotherapeutic drugs such as chlorambucil, melphalan or busulfan, widely used in treating leukemias, lymphoma or myeloma. He was born chemotherapy. Gordon Isaacs was only seven months old when his mother took him to the pediatrician. The medical examination did not raise suspicions, but Helen felt that something was wrong. He felt there was something strange in the eyes of his son. His suspicions were true. In 1955, an ophthalmologist discovered that the child suffered double retinoblastoma in both eyes, a type of childhood tumor malignant cells affecting retinal tissues.

CancerExisting treatments were wholly threatening. They could choose to surgically remove the tumor, which would hurt forever baby's sight. Maybe they should try cobalt radiation. None of the solutions seemed to remedy the problem suffered by the small Gordon. Then came the visionary Henry Kaplan , a pioneer physician in the field of radiobiology.

Kaplan decided to use linear accelerators that could attack tumors Gordon, minimizing tissue damage unaffected. There was only one problem: they had never been used in a real patient. Less than a baby. Helen decided to accept the proposal of the doctor, who lead the hospital for six weeks, in which the child would have to be anesthetized daily to receive a dose. So it was the birth of radiotherapy , which would then be applied successfully by Kaplan in the treatment of Hodgkin lymphoma.

The snuff is carcinogenic
Happened in 1970. President Richard Nixon announced the ban on snuff advertisements on radio and television. The measure was -tardía- response to a report six years earlier by Luther Terry in a historic press conference. At the conference the results of the document Report on Smoking and Health were clear: the snuff produced cancer.

National Library of Medicine
The first suspicions about the snuff soared in 1939. Some scientists began to warn that snuff could be a potent carcinogen, but the tobacco industry pressures were too strong. Today we know that smoking is responsible for 90% of cases of lung cancer. For some, unfortunately, this statistic comes too late.

Environmental toxicants
The same year in which died of cancer Alfred S. Bloomingdale, inventor of credit cards, the US government informed the residents of Times Beach (Missouri) that their city was contaminated by some environmental toxicants. As a result, the town had to be evacuated and demolished urgently.

Tery Fox (Star File Photo)
Times Beach thus became a symbol of environmental effects on our health. The culprits were toxic dioxins, which had been dumped on unpaved roads in the area. Today the World Health Organization recognizes the high toxicity of these chemicals, which depopulated region of the United States.

A career for hope
The fight against cancer has not been without difficulties. Perhaps who best represents these obstacles is Terry Fox , Canadian athlete who led the marathon for hope. At the young age of 19, Fox was diagnosed with osteosarcoma, a malignant tumor that affected his knee. Doctors could not do more to amputate the leg, then apply a treatment based chemotherapy. Terry Fox managed to raise public awareness of the importance of research.

Terry Fox knew that the administration of chemotherapeutic allowed to have a 50% chance over beat cancer. But that was not the most surprising percentage. Only two years earlier, his chances were reduced to 15%. That's where the athlete understood the importance of cancer research. With the aim of raising funds for science, in 1980 he started across Canada from end to end. In total 5,373 kilometers he traveled in 143 days. His marathon for hope at the time raised 1.7 million dollars. Fox had won, showing how important it was to fund research of this disease. Unfortunately, he could not win his personal battle. In 1981, he died from complications of cancer. Terry Fox became a true symbol and an example of hope for millions of patients worldwide.
Stephanie and Madison Janes

Stephanie and Madison Janes

Stephanie and Madison Janes
Barely ten weeks old, little Madison had a "glow" in the eye, remembers her mom, Stephanie Janes. But not exactly the spark that shines in the bright eyes of a newborn. No! it was something different. "You can clearly see on the pictures taken of the small as a baby. The overexposed shots, "Madison right eye is red, while her left eye appears white." The thing was worrying enough for new parents, Stephanie and her husband, Todd, take without waiting for their little baby to the doctor even if it was the day of her baptism. A few hours notice, they took the first flight of Happy Valley-Goose Bay to St. John's (Newfoundland), where they met with specialists Janeway Children's Health and Rehabilitation Centre. The worst news they could have imagined awaited them: Madison was diagnosed with a rare and potentially deadly form of retinoblastoma, a cancer of the eye.

"We were collapsed," said Stephanie, who was aged 24 at the time. "All I heard was the word" cancer, "and I could not detach myself. " Again, the family had to fly away, this time to Toronto, the Hospital for Sick Children, where Madison underwent removal of her left eye which has since been replaced by a prosthesis. There at least, good news awaited Stephanie and Todd: the cancer had been detected in time and was not extended.

She still had that Madison remains under close supervision. So there began what would become a ritual followed by monthly visits at SickKids. The journey was long and costly in Stephenville (Newfoundland), birthplace of Stephanie, friends of the latter have organized fundraisers to help the little family to pay the travel costs and Janes were accommodated in Ronald McDonald house Toronto. This regular monitoring was not in vain as it allowed doctors to diagnose a tumor in the right eye of Madison after she reached the age of two years.

"My biggest fear was that my daughter lose sight," says Stephanie. "But doctors found the tumor so quickly they were able to save the eye. And cancer was never more manifest later. "

Madison now an eight year old girl in good health and smart continues to travel regularly to Toronto for follow-up visits. On the last trip, Stephanie Todd and her little sister Morgan were also the part and the whole family has the opportunity to do some sightseeing at the same time. In the two years between the first and second diagnostic Madison, Stephanie and Todd have got a crash course on the art of being parents, of course, but especially parents of a child with cancer. They experienced the full range of emotions; First overwhelmed, confused and terrified, they became more and more solid and pragmatic. "I thought it was all of us," says Stephanie. "But when you cross an event like this, you come out stronger. I would do anything to help Madison to pursue the path of her life. "
Dither against prostate cancer

Dither against prostate cancer

Dither against prostate cancer
When he thinks the time spent to keep a chart of its prostate-specific antigen (PSA), Jon Picken said laughing that he wished his balance sheet follows the same upward trend. However, although the monitoring of the evolution of its own PSA was Jon finally received the new undesired diagnosed with prostate cancer, it has also helped discover the disease in time to react. Jon began to notice on a chart its results to PSA testing in the late 1990s after several stable results at the same level, his PSA levels have not only started to increase, but also to the at an accelerated rate: 2.06 in 2007; 3.05 in February 2010; 3.69 in November 2010; and 3.96 in January 2011.

Although these rates remained in the range of normal levels of PSA for a man of 68 years, Jon's proactive approach to their own health it was useful and it has provided important information that prompted him, in consultation with her ​​doctor, a urologist. the urologist, Dr. Rajiv Singal of Toronto East General Hospital, had never met anyone who had followed his own rate APS so closely and agreed with Jon that regular upward trend justified to ignore the fact that the rates remained in the range of normal levels for his age, and he ordered a biopsy. After the biopsy and subsequent analysis, Dr. Singal invited Jon and his wife, Anne, to come to his office to discuss the results. "I nearly fell over backwards when he told me that I had prostate cancer," recalls Jon, speaking of his initial reaction to the diagnosis. He had no physical symptoms usually associated with early prostate concerns about his age.

At his desk, Dr. Singal took the time to fully explain the treatment options and possible side effects. In the end, Jon decided to take no further risk and he opted for the complete removal of the prostate. "I am by nature rather dynamic and proactive. I was lucky to have three wonderful children and six grandchildren." After the removal of the prostate, tests have shown that Jon was actually suffering from a very aggressive cancer. Looking back, Jon can not help but remember the events that led to his prostatectomy and wonder what would have happened if he had not held his graph PSA. Years after scored his first point on his chart, Jon summarizes his story in a clear imprint of gratitude voice, and stresses that all men can and must care more so proactive about their own health. "Many men behave as if the disease could not hit them and reluctant to talk about health issues or even take the test. "He quickly added, however, that noted significant improvements in this respect, through the unremitting efforts of Prostate Cancer Canada." CPC plays a huge role in awareness of prostate cancer."

Today, in addition to participating in various fundraising initiatives and awareness for prostate cancer, Jon continues to devote its most important resource, his precious family, approaching her with happiness 50th wedding anniversary with Anne.
Survivor of Hodgkin Disease Story

Survivor of Hodgkin Disease Story

Survivor of Hodgkin Disease Story
Shortly after my 40th birthday, I took a sip of Pinot Grigio and immediately felt a stabbing pain in my neck and shoulders. I was at a cocktail with colleagues and I did not make a big deal of it, so I continued chatting. But the pain lasted several hours. At first I was not too worried, I recently had a massage and I thought that the therapist must have pushed too hard on my neck and around my collarbone. But over the next few weeks, he kept going. If I had a glass of wine at a party or a beer at a game Indian whenever the throbbing pain would kick in and take a few hours. Nothing I DID ice, heat, ibuprofen-seemed to help.

When I finally understood the connection between alcohol and the pain in my neck and collarbone, I do not know what to make of him. I'm not one of those people who runs to the doctor every time she has a headache, but it was too weird. So I googled "pain in the lymph nodes after drinking alcohol" (I had mono swollen glands and as a kid, so I knew there was lymph nodes in both areas which were badly).

I quickly found a thread on the site Leukemia & Lymphoma Society where people spoke of "the pain alcohol weird." They had Hodgkin's disease, a cancer of the lymphatic system. The idea that my strange symptom might have some something to do with the cancer seemed crazy! Besides, at the time, I did research, I did not have any of the classic symptoms of Hodgkin's disease, such as a lump in the neck, armpit or the groin, fever, night sweats, unexplained weight loss or itching. I was pretty exhausted, but I blame it on all the travel I was doing for work and pushed to the back of my mind.

A few weeks later, I was in the shower when I felt a bump coming out of my left collarbone. It was really hard and the size of one of those bouncy balls kids get supermarket vending machines. It does not hurt, but it was a symptom, I could not ignore and I had a sinking feeling that meant Hodgkin.

Answers, please!
I tried not to panic. I immediately went to my primary care doctor and calmly told him about my symptoms and what I had read online. He ordered an X-ray and a blood test, but both came back inconclusive. Because Hodgkin's disease is not common (only about 8,000 people are diagnosed with it in the United States each year), he said I probably had a bacterial infection and put me on antibiotics. I really, really want to believe.

I started the medication and of course, I was not supposed to drink any of it, so I did not feel any pain in the neck. But a week later, the bottle was empty and the lump was still there. Before I could go back to my doctor, I happened to tell my brother and sister-in-law what was happening. In one of those strange twists of fate, my brother-in-law regularly see a haematologist for blood without Transgender Hodgkin report is considered a blood disease because it comes from a type of white blood cell. She called her doctor and he agreed to see me the next day. As I sat in the office of Dr. Alan Lichtin anxiously waiting for answers, he told me that feel pain while drinking alcohol is actually a symptom of Hodgkin's disease, a rare but pretty. In his 25 years of practicing medicine, he had only seen another patient who had experienced the same thing. He said he was not 100% sure that I had cancer, but he was taking no chances: He ordered a surgical biopsy for later this week. Unfortunately, when I got the results, my suspicions were confirmed. I had stage IIB nodular sclerosis Hodgkin's disease, I was relieved to know, is considered an early diagnosis.

A wealth of support
I am still puzzled that I did not panic and began to sob in the doctor's office, but I was determined to stay strong for me and especially for my parents, who were with me when I heard. My older brother had undergone surgery the previous year to remove a malignant tumor from his kidney. (He is healthy now, but his illness was devastating for my parents, who are in their 70s) And suddenly, another of their children faced with cancer. All I could do was turn Dr. Lichtin and ask, "What do we do now?"

Surgery was not an option. With a blood cancer such as Hodgkin's disease, it is not a malignant tumor to remove. The lump in my neck was a lymph node that was swollen because of the way the disease was affecting my whole body. To fight against cancer, I needed to start chemo right away.

I went to the Cleveland Clinic for sessions of chemo-six hours, once every two weeks for 16 grueling weeks. My mom and dad went with me to every appointment and every time I needed a shot of inspiration from my father would simply say, "Normandy." I grew up watching films of World War II with him, and during the time I was in the hospital, often talked about the heroic soldiers were and how they must have woken up every day wondering if it would be their last. Think of them helped me keep my own battle in perspective.

While I was going through treatment, my parents took care of my dog ​​and spent the night with me after each chemo session. Friends brought dinners, walking my dog ​​and shoveled my driveway. My two brothers kept me laughing, even when laughter seemed impossible. My boss and other colleagues, even kept me company during chemo several times. I know it sounds cliche, but really getting sick renewed my faith in the goodness and generosity of others.

I have been in remission for over a year now. I'm finally starting to feel like my old self and energetic I am able to be active again and do things like ice skating. The first time I had a sip of alcohol, I was on tenterhooks, waiting to feel that pinch pain. But fortunately I havent and I hope I never will. Since I fought against cancer, many of my colleagues, friends and family to talk me about their aches and pains. I literally had people come to me and say: "Feel my neck" I humor them and usually do, but I remind them that if they are concerned about cancer or any other condition, they must consult their doctor. Many people brush them because the strange symptoms, especially they are afraid of being perceived as a hypochondriac or crazy. Do not be. listening to your instincts can save your life. I know it saved mine.
This is my story: "F*ck Cancer!"

This is my story: "F*ck Cancer!"

This is my story: "F*ck Cancer!"
Diana suffered from breast cancer and has a message for us: no, it's not the best thing that ever happened to her! This is her story. During my chemotherapy, I experienced a moment of solitude my network of friends has changed dramatically, I had very few calls from my colleagues, and my family was not as present I would have liked. In addition, the person I was for some time left me unable to cope with the situation. And yet, it was not the worst time! At first I was very focused on my fight against the disease. I was looking after me, keeping in mind the idea of ​​taking my life exactly where I had left it: I occupied a key position in a major company in the field of the show when I received the diagnosis cancer. I was a permanent employee for several years, having long worked as contractual. I loved my job, which allowed me to travel, meet interesting people and be creative. After 10 months of absence, so I found my post with will be even stronger and more powerful than before, as if to say that the cancer had not been a parenthesis in my life.

On returning to the office, I quickly found that nobody had decided to celebrate my return. Each was as if nothing had happened. I understand that the disease puts people uncomfortable, but this silence was deeply hurt. So I did my progressive return several weeks in an atmosphere a little tense. Then, after some time, I began to experience symptoms that I did not understand: accelerated menopause, heat, anxiety, insomnia. The doctors told me that I had thyroid problems and I suffered post-traumatic stress as a result of my cancer and chemotherapy. "Your problem is that you behave as a victim you", then told a colleague. I could strangle him! Yes, I was a victim, a victim of cancer. It is not a question of behavior! To help me adjust to everything that had happened, I began to follow a therapy with a psychologist specialized in oncology (a research center on breast cancer gave me the consultations). I then realized that I was doing a depression. Then, I went to meet someone from human resources to try to find a solution to the discomfort I felt in the team since returning. It's been a big mistake. My health has been trivialized by the person that I saw, and information that should have remained confidential were probably made in high places. But I'll never be sure. Anyway, I was fired. The reason? According to management, I was unable to keep pace with rampant expansion of the company. But I had worked as a frantic since my return! I had the impression of receiving a stab wound in the stomach.

I was in remission, but all that had happened at work had plunged me into an existential crisis. Despite myself, I was influenced by the prevailing discourse: I thought after defeating the disease I would be a woman more fulfilled, happier. A close friend even told me: "It will give you mature." Well, not at all! Yes, my values ​​have changed since that event: the performance at all costs to work, in particular, is less important than before to me. But in life, I'm still as passionate and impulsive a teenager!
Now she works with children with cancer itself

Now she works with children with cancer itself

Now she works with children with cancer itself
The old letter. Hey, I'm 7 years old and am for the first time in the hospital. Today is January 5th 1987, actually the day has not started so great. My mom morning phoned my doctor, and told her that I have a very bad disease, leukemia's. I do not know yet exactly what it is - something with the blood, I think - but it must be very dangerous, because my mom was crying so much and she went to the hospital with me. I also cried because she was so sad, and because she has said that I must stay in the hospital a long time. When we arrived here, it was not nice, because who am constantly pricked and removed a lot of blood. Even in the back they have stung! But now doeth it not hurt anymore, I'm just still so tired.

Hospital letter
My mom is already quite a long time to talk with one of the doctor and then they want to get me fries. Right now is the sister and picks me up for ultrasound. I write only fast a letter for my mom - with links is pretty hard, but at the right hand is indeed the drip - and then I have to go already.

8.Geburtstag

After chemotherapy and irradiation, intensive therapy was almost time for my birthday in the summer over and after 2 -year term therapy and 5 years follow-up, I have been healthy, "sent into life as". Everything was wonderful, I have brought primary school without loss of time behind me and I'm gone over to high school. In addition to the two instruments, I have learned, I drove a lot of sports and was almost never sick.

Well, that's all now up over 20 years ago. Since then, not only my spelling has improved, but otherwise I would consider myself quite as a healthy, fun-loving young woman.

In summer 1994, then

- I was just on a language study trip back from London - I discovered a "Knubbel" in the bar. "Nothing to worry about, just a hernia!" Was the statement. That was also true, but unfortunately it was found in the hernia and a few small lymph nodes, which, as it turned out quickly, were malignant. After a short time it was clear that no new cases, but a relapse!

Oh no, all over again!

Well, that's unfortunately not quite met, because the therapy was compared for the first time, first and second, significantly more violent. But there were also improvements such as the glorious invention of the Hickman catheter, and no radiation. 
On the whole, I'm come through quite well (apart from infections, nausea, etc.) through this intense time.

So again during 2 years and 5 years follow-up therapy.

At the end of that time I was 21 years old and have it spent 14 years in the company of "Haunerianer." I can not complain because everyone was always very nice, and also from family, relatives and friends I conceivable get a lot of support. So was the hospital a bit like a second home and even today I visit there, a friend from this period.

But as it goes on in life after such a serious illness? I think I'm much more aware and, above all, I know exactly what I want for my life. So I finished high school with the Abitur, and trained as a pediatric nurse.

Now for over 5 years I have been working in the Schwabing Children's Hospital on pediatric oncology, my absolute 'desire Station ".  Many parents and patients I have since learned how much it means to them, are" alumni "who have gone through similar and become healthy, to have contact.
Professional wrestler wins the fight of his life

Professional wrestler wins the fight of his life

Professional wrestler wins the fight of his life

With its 6 feet tall and 600 pounds, Michael is well known in the ultra-competitive world of professional wrestling. But "Maximum Capacity", as they call their followers, are not you outside or injury or pain. Although some people argue that suffering and discomfort are part of the job, Michael knew something was wrong when multiple wounds on her legs did not heal and the pain became intolerable.

"My legs hurt, gained weight and I had trouble moving. I was aware that I needed help for my open wounds," said Michael. "For me, they were both emotional and physical wounds."

In 2002, Michael was diagnosed with multiple stasis ulcers in legs - injuries that were developed for the blood of the veins do not normally returned to the heart. During the next seven years, he visited many doctors' offices and hospitals for treatment. Unfortunately, the wounds never healed properly and reappeared.

"After the failure of many treatments, was desperate," Michael said. "Chronic pain was unbearable, my quality of life was void and the idea of suicide always had in mind. "

Finally, Michael was referred to the Center for Wound Healing at Memorial Hospital Pembroke in 2009.

"Then, I finally found some hope," said Michael. "I had exhausted all my strength, without the wonderful people of the Center for Wound Healing at Memorial do not know if I would be alive."

The Center for Wound Healing has a multidisciplinary team of physicians, surgeons, nurses and technicians with years of experience in the treatment of difficult wounds to heal. Patients benefit from individualized instruction, including education for diabetes , foot care, nutrition, help to stop smoking, exercise, skin care and prevention of future injuries.

While receiving outpatient treatment, Michael had to undergo bandages twice a week and received personalized follow-up care.

Michael said: "Fortunately, doctors, nurses and staff of the Center for Wound Healing at Memorial Hospital Pembroke "supported me and cared for me. What's more important, they knew exactly how to treat my wounds and I gave the appropriate follow-up care for me. "

After only twelve weeks, Michael wounds healed and returned to the ring, painless and ready for his next big fight.

"Maximum Capacity returned to the game, and now I smile 24 hours a day!" "People Memorial not only healed my wounds. They saved my career and my life. I feel like I won the lottery!" Said Michael.
LEUKEMIA; It all started so harmlessly

LEUKEMIA; It all started so harmlessly

LEUKEMIA; It all started so harmlessly
As with our 3 1/2 year old son was diagnosed with leukemia, collapsed a world for us. It all started so innocently: Only a flu with joint pain has been suggested, then pneumonia, until finally, after much back and forth a blood test brought the devastating result. It was actually leukemia and not as hoped to the end perhaps just a viral disease. What now? The completion of our own home and the move was imminent, but everything was just incidental. Matters over which one crushed his head or had excitedly, were now almost ridiculous. Just totally unimportant - all that mattered was our little one.

We were only in a deep hole, one wonders: "why our child," just could not cry - but always tried before the little ones to keep a good face and joyful courage?. If only it were that simple. In this difficult beginning, it helped us a lot not to be alone. My husband and I were the first time ever together on his bed - it was now the single most important thing we could do for him. He just needed our closeness in this unfamiliar environment and with so many new faces.

Later, when the whole thing had recorded something and we took turns with the care. Also from our families we had strong backing so that everything at home continued to run at least somewhat normal, which is in view of the fact that my husband is self-employed and an operation with 2 employees leads, not so simple. But by joining forces succeeded in everything. Even the parade with all the trimmings, so that our son, when he first had the honor to go home could, in the new home, to which he was so pleased, move.

Clown At this point I would like to mention that the part of the station everything is tried, one as much as possible to help. Doctors and nurses and the social workers are available at any time for an interview made available, which is also very important in the beginning, because everything is unknown and new and you handle the situation simply can not handle. For the kids - and not least for himself - creates an informal atmosphere: Everybody knows everybody, knows about its being communication, you can exchange opinions, the kids play with each other, etc.

Meanwhile, we have the second of three blocks placed chemotherapy almost behind us and are in good spirits. How bad was the beginning also, how bad it also fared, it will come back better days. There is only one way: the Forward! One must learn to live only from day to day, plan ahead not great. It would be already on the smallest progress. Every success is a step forward - toward healing.

However, one must not be tempted to make comparisons with others. Every child is unique, as his treatment and ultimately the chances of recovery!

Still fall to drink me this one a few lines:

Never ask why and how,
an answer can not give you.

Today still happy and glad,
tomorrow so meaningless life.

But one thing that was said to you:
never lose courage.

And you're still so despondent,
in the end everything is still good.
Chronic Myeloid Leukemia

Chronic Myeloid Leukemia

Chronic Myeloid Leukemia
Hi, I'm Mark, ill 19 years old and last year in July to chronic myeloid leukemia. It was a beautiful summer day on 2 July last year: I went to a performance course for referees after my vocational school (this is my big hobby). We had to walk in 12 minutes 3000 meters and a few 100-meter sprints make -Usually no problem for me - just on this day there was blew me away and I was totally blacked out.

My teachers have the same call the paramedics, who then took me into Fürth Klinikum. A blood sample was taken from me there. After that I wanted to go at your own risk again, but since then the blood test results were already there and walking had done himself. I was taken from Fürth Klinikum Nuremberg to Nord-Klinikum Station 12 KMT. There I was first overnight. In the morning, 3 doctors came to my room and told me that I have chronic myeloid leukemia: I thought, oh God, that can not be true, I'm only 18 and have your whole life ahead of me and I was always in top shape ', but all that mattered not at this moment. After 4 days of hospital stay, I was discharged and I had to take medication, so that my white blood cell count decreased again. In the one month after the diagnosis I had my friends and my family a great help, this time to cope emotionally. Well, in early October then it started: 6 Full exposures, each 2 in one day in the university clinic in Erlangen, then I was to Nuremberg back into North Hospital, Building 12 KMT station, relocated.

Because the chemotherapy began. In the first infusion, I have not noticed anything, until after the second was amiss. Periodically I also received blood transfusions until 15 November, - that was the day I got my new blood stem cells from an unrelated donor, to whom I owe my life. The bone marrow slowly but surely grew, and I was discharged from hospital just before Christmas, so this was also my biggest Christmas present. Of course I could not charge my body really, and I was allowed to go to no greater human gatherings (without mouthguard). But this time has been put back, and I got my life back almost under control. Only my apprenticeship as a car mechanic, I had to give up, so I'm actually looking for a new job, but otherwise I'm fine.

You always have to feel like the plane: Even after the start you have to join in turmoil, if you again want to land safely. And what's in a man of strength and life energy is incredible. It can really everyone who is affected, also contribute even a small part in his healing. And that should be worth one's health.

Markus, 19 Years