I unfriended someone on Facebook the other day, an older man as a matter of fact, for his obnoxious commentary about the former president’s prostate cancer diagnosis.

My late father eventually died of prostate cancer that metastasized elsewhere after initially only being some cells, and I want to think that people should be able to be better humans about anyone’s cancer diagnosis.

Leave your goddamn politics at the door because cancer doesn’t recognize gender, politics, socioeconomic level, or anything much other than it ravages your body.

One of the comments I saw about Joe Biden was something along the lines of well they guess if they could’ve hidden the diagnosis they would have. It’s cancer and cancer is very personal. It has a public face as a disease but when it’s happening to you, trust me because I know personally that you don’t know how it feels and you should not tell anyone how they are supposed to handle it or go through it.

If as human beings, we can’t show respect and compassion then that is pretty freaking pathetic.

I had stage two invasive lobular breast cancer almost at stage three given size of tumor. It was 14 years ago in March 2011, that the tumor was formally diagnosed and discovered, and because the US back the was dragging their heels on newer mammography machines as far as approving them because mammogram with tomography, also known as 3D mammography or digital breast tomosynthesis (DBT) was NOT yet approved in US at that time. My cancer was discovered using a bilateral MRI.

I had felt something before that, but the regular mammogram then didn’t show the invasive lobular tumor. Neither did an ultrasound. I had Aetna then and they initially didn’t want to pay for an MRI. But my endocrinologist and gynecologist at the time was also a breast cancer survivor and basically said to me back then that I was going in for these tests and stuff because she wouldn’t forgive herself if something was missed. So somehow the billing wizards at Penn Medicine got Aetna to approve it and then to subsequently approve a needle biopsy.

And this was after having first thought I felt then imagined something in my left breast that previous October, but was told by the Securities and Exchange Commission that I couldn’t put off meeting with them as a the compliance officer as part of their then burgeoning war with my old boss by ONE DAY. And yes, that really did happen. The firm lawyers asked if we could put off my interview by one day and they refused so by the time I was able to go back and get that mammogram it was March in the then NEXT year.

So yes, my tumor would have possibly been discovered in 2010 had I been able to keep my appointment, so I was really lucky it was discovered confirmed and successfully excised in 2011 with clear margins.

Not everyone is so lucky. As a blogger I have had some of these types now saying garbage about Biden’s cancer who literally have written it’s a shame my breast cancer didn’t do me in back then so I really feel their nastiness again here.

I can’t believe this is the world we live in. It’s pathetic.

Then another person is a fairly well-known realtor who also had horrible things to say about Biden’s cancer diagnosis.

Compassion costs nothing. Kindness costs nothing.

Americans need to get their heads out of their asses.