Call me cancer

Cancer. What do you think of when you hear that word? Death? Pain? The ending of a life, the closing of a book? Or do you think of hope and cures, the cure that still has not been discovered. Do you wish having cancer was as easy as having a cold? I mean what would you rather have to do? Wipe your nose every 5 seconds, have a stuffy head and sore red nostrils?Or go through months or years of treatment, resulting in going bald and wearing wigs, as well as going through unbearable agony and sinking deep into depression before you most likely give up on life completly, pushing every one who cares about you away and doing the unthinkable rather than have cancer grip its lanky ,blood stained fingers around you and squeeze the life out? I know what I would rather have. I don't have a desicion like that though, no one ever does when cancer takes ahold of them. Im not to good at these sorry:p