Gilda Radner said it best, “Having cancer gave me membership in an elite club I’d rather not belong to.”

Her words could not be more accurate.  I am a part of something I really don’t ever want to be apart of.  I feel like every young adult with cancer feels this way.  It’s something that our peers cannot really relate to.  It’s hard to be the youngest person on the 21st floor(cancer floor at Northwestern Hospital), always, to get chemo or be at a doctor appointment.  Old people just staring at you, you can feel their eyes feeling sorry for you.  Nurses feeling sorry for you, because you don’t really or shouldn’t be there.  I wish I weren’t there.  I wish that most of this year wasn’t spent in a hospital.  75 total inpatient days. Over 160 different doctor appointments.  I haven’t even counted the chemo infusions.  You can take this elite club and shove it.  I want no part of this shit anymore.