I am one of those people that still believes everything will be ok no matter what happens. Cancer is like being hit by a truck, but I still refuse to think that this disease will take me out. I have had Cancer twice in 19 years and I have really been put to the test. But somehow every morning when I wake up I still put my best foot forward.
At 24 years old being given 8 weeks to live really is horrific. I guess I resigned to the fact that I had no children so really it was not going to be a big deal if I was not here. I have a really strong mind and of course I never gave up. However I did tell my doctor that if it came back I would never fight, I would go out in style...with dignity..
19 years later I have a brand new battle. This time my mind told me I was not going to do it. Way too hard. But having 3 amazing sons, an afternoon of watching them encouraging me to be here for them, no one knows the pain better than me of having no mother, as my mother died young.
So I had to put my big girl pants on and get ready for the fight. You know its a bit like that, some days I was knocked around badly, but then lots of days I had my boxing gloves on and I was getting on top of everything. So it makes for an interesting battle.
There are a lot of experts out there, they have never had Cancer but they know all about everything they would do...Baahhhhh
You and I know that this battle is not for the weak and pretenders. It's a really hard battle and Cancer is trying to break us down.
You know after the war and the ashes have all settled, who is left standing? Little old me!
The phoenix rises from the ashes, I dust off my pants and I start to walk home. Tomorrow is a new day and something great will happen, it always does.................
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