The Importance of Cancer Support Groups
As the number of cancer diagnoses increases, so does the number of cancer support groups. Cancer support groups are groups in which cancer patients can join and find help, resources, and companionship in other cancer patients. Patients can find local, statewide, nationwide, and even international cancer support groups to join. Some groups are cancer specific, like groups for mesothelioma patients, or skin cancer patients, while many tailor to cancer patients in general.
These support groups are a great tool for fighting and surviving cancer. Many studies have examined these groups and have found them to be an important part of cancer treatment. One study examined the psychosocial benefits of cancer support groups and found that women in these groups were "significantly less depressed, less anxious, and had more knowledge of their illness. This resulted in better relationships with care givers, fewer sexual difficulties, and more participation in leisure activities.
Support groups also provide companionship for cancer patients. In these groups, people gain friends, connections, and support beneficial to their recovery. Many cancer support groups use the same methods and activities to help patients such as counseling, informational sessions about cancer related subjects, social events, doctor and hospital referrals, and some even include support like free rides and hotel stays. Cancer support groups are incredibly beneficial because they offer services and support that cancer patients cannot get on their own or from family members who have never had cancer. Cancer support Groups are more than just information, they are a network of other cancer patients that will support each other, celebrate each other's victories, and share each other's tears.
Cancer support groups are the medicine that doctors cannot inject and cancer cannot defeat. Many studies even show a correspondence of survival rates to cancer support treatment groups. Support groups can help you manage and survive during cancer. Even for those who have non-treatable cancers, these groups can help inject a positive outlook on life, which might not increase their life expectancy, but will most definitely make their last years more comfortable and enjoyable. When medicine and support come together, we can win against cancer!
By: David Haas
Prostate Cancer Survivor Bike Ride
Big Fun in Gunnison
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Into Ocean City Md.
Last hundred miles into Ocean City, hot and muggy. The Boss was lucky to find us a place to stay. The Fourth of July is big doin's at the beach. Felt good to get to the Atlantic Ocean. We ended up bypassing large stretchs of hwy for safety or to abide by the law. Still stepped into the Ocean with a little over 2200 miles. Not my goal, but all in all a reasonably successful ride. I still plan on picking up a few more bikeing miles on the way home.
Talked to many folks across the country about prostate cancer and PSA testing. Met a waitress in St. Louis whose father and uncle both had the desease. A valet in Atlantic City was grateful for my ride, because of his father having the problem. Almost everywhere we stayed our banners and our shirts elicited enquiries about the trip or the cause. I am happy to have been able to have had the opportunity to help get the word out. With early detection this desease can be successfully treated.
I have many friends and relatives to thank for thier support, both during my surgery/recovery, and with my cycling effort. It's a long list.
I will name just a few.
My SAG drivers my wife Shelli and Wayne.
My Father Bill for his support.
The staff at the Health Club at GSR, thanks Michele and Chuck.
My friends; Kevin, Mike, Joe, and Tom, all GSR gym buddies. And all my other friends at GSR that have been supportive.
My personal trainers, Grandson Chase and Granddaughter, Jobella, and thier mother Shannon.
Also my wife's cadre of friends Helen, Linda, Nanny, and Corbel who have been very supportive.
Once again Thank You all.
Wayne
Talked to many folks across the country about prostate cancer and PSA testing. Met a waitress in St. Louis whose father and uncle both had the desease. A valet in Atlantic City was grateful for my ride, because of his father having the problem. Almost everywhere we stayed our banners and our shirts elicited enquiries about the trip or the cause. I am happy to have been able to have had the opportunity to help get the word out. With early detection this desease can be successfully treated.
I have many friends and relatives to thank for thier support, both during my surgery/recovery, and with my cycling effort. It's a long list.
I will name just a few.
My SAG drivers my wife Shelli and Wayne.
My Father Bill for his support.
The staff at the Health Club at GSR, thanks Michele and Chuck.
My friends; Kevin, Mike, Joe, and Tom, all GSR gym buddies. And all my other friends at GSR that have been supportive.
My personal trainers, Grandson Chase and Granddaughter, Jobella, and thier mother Shannon.
Also my wife's cadre of friends Helen, Linda, Nanny, and Corbel who have been very supportive.
Once again Thank You all.
Wayne
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Staying Alive.
Been riding and driving, trying to avoid dangerous conditions. Had some success in Indiana for a while as well as Ohio. But am driving more and cycling less. West of St Louis was more wide open, more room to navigate.
I have had to call "The Boss" to come and pick me up on several occasions, when the roads have been too narrow for "The Dude" and the "Big Rigs".
I have had to call "The Boss" to come and pick me up on several occasions, when the roads have been too narrow for "The Dude" and the "Big Rigs".
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Bums Rush.
I am not being allowed to ride on Hwy 50 as planned. I have been taking
side and back rodes. Today I will try again. I am in a new state, Indiana. Maybe they will be agreeable to my riding. We will see. If not I may have to find some routes more campatable to law enforcement, or maybe drive farther East. So far I have biked 1850 miles. I guess as the old saying goes " It's all part of the journey."
side and back rodes. Today I will try again. I am in a new state, Indiana. Maybe they will be agreeable to my riding. We will see. If not I may have to find some routes more campatable to law enforcement, or maybe drive farther East. So far I have biked 1850 miles. I guess as the old saying goes " It's all part of the journey."
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Gateway to the West.
Another nice day of rest. Took Her Highness to the St. Louis Arch. Also had a nice stroll along the Mississippi River. Beautiful day temp about 85 degrees, all in all very pleasant.
Tomorrow back to peddaling Hwy 50.
Tomorrow back to peddaling Hwy 50.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Meet Me In St. Louis.
Well, the weather in St. Louis is stormy.. My wife Shelli had her flight cancelled and rerouted later in the day on Sunday June 26, because of airport flooding. Wayne my driver was also delayed and rerouted on his trip back to Reno. It's nice for me, I get to take an extra day off. Today we will take a trip by "car" to the Arch. Shelli also wants to see Harrah's, she has a vested interest in thier properties.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Changing of the Guard.
My SAG driver Wayne, is leaving for Reno in the morning. He's been a valued helper and friend. He has to return to work, at least thats what he calls it. But he has been a valuable asset to my ride.
Now my wife arrives tommorrow to help me finish the ride. Could be the weak link in my chain. Only time will tell.
Today I was peddling through rural Missouri and I stopped for a banana and some water. I was curious as to why a German Shepard was comming towards me with his tail between his legs. Then I started to hear the thunder. Well I thought I could out run the little storm. Wrong! Luckily I rolled into a town just as the storm was unleashing its fury. I was able to find shelter in a nick of time. A lightning strike hit within 100 yards of my shelter. the thunder clap was ear shattering.
Now my wife arrives tommorrow to help me finish the ride. Could be the weak link in my chain. Only time will tell.
Today I was peddling through rural Missouri and I stopped for a banana and some water. I was curious as to why a German Shepard was comming towards me with his tail between his legs. Then I started to hear the thunder. Well I thought I could out run the little storm. Wrong! Luckily I rolled into a town just as the storm was unleashing its fury. I was able to find shelter in a nick of time. A lightning strike hit within 100 yards of my shelter. the thunder clap was ear shattering.
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