Some Random Thoughts on Having Cancer
I have a CAT scan this morning to determine if the cancer has metastisized. I think we’re all a little frightened our worst fears will materialize.
I always thought this kind of stuff happens to “somebody else.” Now I know what that “somebody else” feels like when your whole world revolves around the next doctor’s appointment.
I’ve often noticed that a person’s health seems to take a nosedive after the diagnosis of cancer is made. Now I know why. It’s not just the physical fatigue, but the emotional and mental blow. The enormity of it is quite jarring and it’s easy to give in to a defeatist attitude and just throw in the towel. The uncertainty, the tests, the results, the probing and prodding, the fears. I don’t want to be one of those people, though. I want to keep on exercising, keep on laughing, keep on loving. I know that above all this “cancer stuff” is my Heavenly Father, my Daddy, who loves me more than I could ever love anyone and cares for me and about me. He has a plan in all this; I know that. I trust Him with my life. I do. He saved it; He owns it; it’s His.