Cancer Always Calls Collect

Every single person in my family has died from cancer except my Grandmother. When confronted with someone else in my family with the dreaded disease I knew there was nothing I could do but my utmost. If I did my best-would he survive?

I wrote when I felt the pressure, and know that very few understand what it is like to be a caretaker unless they have done it themselves. This book consists of words of pain, worry, and frustration. No matter how much strife, frustration and anger you might be confronted with-cancer always seems to win out. When will it stop?