So, one of the first things Cancer takes from you is Peace. *POOF*, that's gone when you hear the words "You have cancer".                          The second thing that bastard Cancer takes from you is Time. I'm feeling the ticking of the second hand echoing in my bloodstream these days like an Edgar Allen Poe tale. Tests, appointments, forms to fill out...endless, brain-frying-minutiae forms. I should be sitting down by the creek with the dogs or laughing with my kids and grandkids, but--- forms, appointments and tests and phone calls eat up every day. Another day I don't get to appreciate my life as it now is, as it will certainly not be again after I have surgery and treatment, possibly for a very long time, if not for the rest of my life span. The third thing Cancer robs from you is Control ( aka Security). As in, I HAVE NO FUCKING CONTROL OF ANYTHING ANY MORE.  ( Sorry for the swears, but not really) ...