Day One – or so I thought.
So, I asked myself – what do I have to say that others haven’t already said concerning their cancer treatment journey? Probably nothing…there are so many eloquent stories that have gone before me – but, of course, the difference is that this is MY cancer treatment journey. Truly, this blog is going to be more about life than about a small window of my life, and in reality, I’ve lived more of life than I have left.
Admittedly, I have mixed feelings about the entire process of treatment for something that was the size of a dime, surgically removed, which made me cancer-free, I’m told, but then supposedly has to be blasted to kingdom come by 30 days of radiation treatments. Because I chose the option of surgery, my little breast has to burn-baby-burn. The two go hand-in-hand; I get it; it was explained to me at least 10 times. And believe it or not, I am thankful that a mammogram found the tumor early, (LADIES: do yourselves a favor and get your mammograms!). Unfortunately for my doctors, however, I have not gone quietly into the protocol like a good soldier…nor should you. I’ve asked a myriad of questions, which they each have answered patiently; well, two of them have answered patiently. I have done research and talked to a friend in the oncology field and consulted alternative treatment folks. I have refused one treatment and agreed to others. And, my husband and I have prayed.
Which brings us to today, my first treatment…except there wasn’t a first treatment; it didn’t happen because – are you ready? The radiology office called and cancelled because THE MACHINE WAS BROKEN. Seriously. This builds such confidence in a soul, right? Not so much! Thankfully, my confidence is not resting in a radiology doctor or a radiation machine.
Did I mention that I have prayed throughout this journey and that God has assured me that He has this thing in His hand? Today was a minor setback. At first, I was frustrated because I had cancelled an appointment to be at radiation…ok, more honestly, I was angry because my schedule had been changed. My husband reminded me when I called to tell him of the change of plans that we are probably going to have to learn to be flexible during this process. Ugh; not my best feature! However, earlier I had prayed that God would teach me and use me during this time of treatment…I can be a little slow, but I think He may be answering me.
Lesson #1: flexibility.
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We had no idea you were going through this. Putting your name on my prayer list bulletin board right now and we will be praying “alongside” you and Gary. Appreciate you taking the time to blog about this part of your journey.
That’s a hard lesson – flexibility! Well said 🙂
So sorry to hear of your diagnosis. I, too, will pray for you. I had just finished reading my newsletter from the Sister Study for breast cancer research when I saw your post. We still have so much to learn, but God knows all and will give you the wisdom you need to find the right treatment for you. Peace, dear friend!