Mesothelioma Cancer

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I’m creating a pancreatic cancer awareness pitcher in ceramics class and will be covering it with newspaper after it’s fired. I want the newspaper to have articles or words which have to do woth fighting cancer, having hope, etc. Surprisingly it’s really hard to find them and I need to be done in a month and a half. I wanted to find a place that would let me bring my own writting and print it onto newspaper material for my project. Or a place that has tons and tons of old newspapers that would let me go through it and find articles that matched what I was looking for, them let me cut them out.

Here is the situation. I am a college student and have struggled my way here. I am a junior, and I am transferring to a very good school this fall. I also work at a bank, as well as at a store’s customer service dept.
When I was about 2 years old my mom explained to me I had extreme obsessive tendencies, however I always would just blow it off and disguise the behavior as normal. But, as I sit and think more about the situation, what two year old would sit in her room for hours with zip lock bags and bag everything? And, is it that normal for a two year old to throw a huge fit if she her mom wouldn’t let her spend almost an hour putting her socks on in the morning. Well, these weird and somewhat obsessive behaviors followed as I grew. I vividly remember when I was in grammar school I would get into argument with my parents that would escalate into hours and hours of screaming and me throwing stuff all over. I also remember these arguments would be caused by my parents trying to revise one of my homework assignments or something similar to that nature. From age five or six, until I hardly spent any time at home at age 18, these vicious arguments would occur usually 3, and upwards of 8 times a month. It was draining and crazy. This made my childhood a bit difficult, not to mention I am not a person to talk about my feelings easily, but rather lash out and destroy my cell phone or something. I also feel that my teenage years have been traumatic, not only because of the intense fights, but also because of deaths in my family. About six years ago my beloved grandpa was diagnosed with lung cancer. Though at the time I had not been subjected to many traumatic situations similar to this, I thought everything would be ok. That is until about three months later when he passed away. I do not remember how I was feeling or what I did exactly but I know it left a huge hole in my family and heart. Then, about a year later, my aunt had been told she had breast cancer; the doctors gave her a bit of hope, and performed therapy and surgery, hoping for her to eventually be in remission. She was doing great for about a year and then it came back, but this time it was even worse, and then it grew to her brain. At that time she and my mom were closer than I can explain. So, my mom moved in with her, (about 1000 miles from our home) and took care of her. She did this for about five months until we received the phone call that she had passed away. During this emotional roller coaster, my mom’s brother, my uncle Steve, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. The same nightmare all over again. We found out he had cancer, and then two months later he looked like he was 80 years old, but was only 45, and soon after passed away. My mother lost her father and two siblings, our family was falling apart. Then, the worst possible thing that could happen did. My father had been diagnosed with malignant melanoma skin cancer. He has been battling it for a long time and is currently undergoing treatment at the NIH. He is going strong and the doctors say he is in remission. But this is only after about six or seven horrific surgeries, and months of being stapled up, and unable to move. It is so difficult to write this, mainly because it makes me break down every time. But moving on, I have been through a lot and as a result of what I just discussed, as well an emotionally draining high school career have leaded me to have extreme anxiety. And when I say extreme, I mean it. And just to put the icing on the cake, about two weeks ago when I was working at the bank, I got robbed at gun point. This just made my anxiety and feeling of being overwhelmed unable to be controlled. Not to mention I have to testify at once of the court proceedings in two days. I feel like my life is a huge mess, emotionally and literally. I am only 20 but make a decent amount of money, yet have nothing to show for it. You could say I am a shopaholic. Some may laugh, but this is not ok. My room is covered in clothes, my closet and dresser filled. I estimate that I have spent over 11,000 on clothes this past year. It’s gross, but to be honest I do it because it does not cause any stress or any feelings of being overwhelmed, (until I get home and have to money left.) It has gotten to the point that if I am going out for a special event or a night out with friends I will buy a new outfit because I have no clue where and what I have is. This is just the beginning of the problem; I am so unorganized with my everything else. I have no clue where my college stuff is, upcoming deadlines. I get so stressed out when I know I have no clean work clothes to wear, and know that I will have to do laundry, and most of the time I will do one load and leave it in the washing machine and leave. To be honest, I am not sure how I have functioned to attend college. I want am majoring in marketing currently. This leads me to my next problem, school. My anxiety goes crazy at school. I cannot

my essay should address:
-why i selected pharmacy as a career and how the dr. of pharmacy degree relates to my immediate and long term goals
-describe how my personal, educational, and professional background will help me achieve my goals
Like Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz, my choice to pursue pharmacy was not laid out so colorfully before me. From the age of five, I was so sure a doctor was what I wanted to be. My plans changed, however, when I was taken off the yellow brick road and led in a new direction. I was placed in a pharmacy tech class the first day of my senior year of high school instead of the clinical rotation class I signed up for because that class was full. Rather than loathe this whole experience, I decided to make the best of it.
When the class was over, I knew everything I thought I knew about my future plans, hopes, and dreams had changed. I came to the realization that I did not just want to make a diagnosis for a patient but actually be the person who offered the patient the cure; I want to be that missing link between the pain and the healing. After becoming a certified pharmacy tech, my mouth watered for more. My decision to pursue a career in pharmacy may have come from a simple act of fate in a small town high school, but my passion for it came long before that. It came from a five feet, two inches tall woman known as my grandmother. For me, the happiest place on Earth was next to her. As I was turning eight, my grandmother was diagnosed with the worst type of cancer possible, pancreatic. Unfortunately, at this time there were not a lot of options available in treating this aggressive disease and soon the battle was over. I don’t remember a whole lot during those last few moments but I do remember asking myself, “Why can’t she take medicine like I do and get better?”. My grandmother, like the Good Witch, had just given me my brick road to follow.
Today, so many cancer drugs are available and many people are winning the battle with cancer. However, pancreatic cancer still remains hard to treat. For this reason, I would choose to focus on cancer drug research and development. Specifically, I would love to work on a multidrug combination involving many different agents directed at many cellular targets. My time as a chemistry teaching assistant, where I was in charge of leading labs to get the expected results and consulting with other teaching assistants about the execution of the lab, will serve me well when I have to run my own experiments in research or collaborate with others as a team. At pharmacies, I have of course filled prescriptions but my true passion lies in compounding. Pharmacy school can provide me with the first hand experience of compounding which would serve as the jumping board for me to leap out into the research field of cancer drugs.
From volunteering at retail and hospital pharmacies to simply the museum, I gained a sense of humanity. Knowing that the service I was providing, whether it was in the form of a medication or reading a book to kids, I felt fulfilled to know that these people may in some small way leave in better condition than whey they arrived. The time I have devoted to helping others is just the beginning. I want it to transcend into helping people locally as well as globally. My long term goals include traveling to third world countries several times a year to bring medicine to areas with poor access to health care. To travel and organize pharmacy expeditions in other countries seems daunting. However, having served as assistant to the manager/ owner of a business focused on bringing vitamins to the public, I learned how to sell the product not only to the public but big corporations as well. I was in charge of marketing and advertisement, which helped bring in a younger demographic looking to get built. I believe these skills will be vital in gaining support to travel halfway around the world to help others.
Dorothy’s sudden dream changed her life and gave her a new perspective. Likewise, with the help of one unplanned course and my own Good Witch, I have discovered my true passion for pharmacy and am just as determined to face whatever Wicked Witch or flying monkeys I have to. While clicking my heels together will not get me what I want, I am prepared to devote the next four years of my life to becoming a pharmacist.

im a 19 year old male who dosent smoke or drink i keep getting pain in my upper left back just a bit under the shoulder and when i press on it it hurts also when its really bad i usually feel naseated i also have bowel problems i always feel like my movements are incomplete they however are not pale which i guess is good but still im just wondering is this acute or chronic pancreatis or possibly pancreatic cancer(which i hope its not) i also get pain in my left AND right shoulders sometimes

I don’t have any other symptoms or any other swollen lymph nodes. The only complicating factor is that I had a root canal on a back tooth on the left side of my mouth and had a subsequent infection, so I guess that there is some obscure chance that this could be related to the infection I had in the tooth/gum after the root canal was done–except that everything I’m reading says that this particular lymph node doesn’t drain that way.
I also wonder is whether it really is my lymph node? The swelling is between the top of my shoulder and my clavicle . . . I can tell that this side is more swollen than the other side. Now it feels like my collarbone itself is larger on that side. It isn’t tender, but it aches at times. (because I’m poking at it?)
I have upper GI problems for almost ten years (GERD, etc) so obviously I am concerned about pancreatic or esophageal cancer. My CT scan is on Sunday, but I’m going nuts waiting. I would love to hear that it could be something else!