What I do is so frustrating sometimes.
My medical device company helps women with incontinence , prolapse and IVF, and it gets people back to living the life they deserve. It doesn’t save lives (like cancer drugs do) but they do give back joy. I am so proud of that.
But obviously, I wish that what I do could help (save) my dad. He has prostate cancer, and he has been fighting for ten years. He is really struggling now, and I can’t help. We are past the time when I can find and suggest new drugs, and we are past the time when I can hope that new innovations will be the cure. We are running out of time. HE is running out of time.
And this week it is really hard to remember that even though I can’t help my Dad, I can help your Mum. And all the work that is ongoing WILL at some point find a cure to the curse that is cancer.
And since I can’t save my Dad, I will do my very, very best to help your Mum.