The world is but a canvas to the imagination.
Henry David Thoreau
Myth - when you get cancer you will die. Truth - people do live after being diagnosed with cancer, some even lived for years and years. Some people went into remission and eventually cured. Truth - we will die even if we do not get cancer.
I went to a doctor who referred me to a specialist. The doctor poked and prodded, did a biopsy (very painful!) but generally they suspected that it was cancer all along. This was what I remembered. (My memory is really bad these days, I might not remember things correctly).
If the lump was smooth with a definite edge, it might be a cyst. Mine was not. If the lump moved, it might be a cyst. Mine did not. If it was painful, it might be a cyst. Mine wasn't. And the icing on the cake was...if the doctor extracted fluid other than blood during the biopsy, it might be a cyst. The doctor extracted blood from mine. My heart sank.
I went home. I was scared, dejected and I felt trapped. I couldn't run. There was nowhere to run. I remembered dreaming of my mother. She looked scared and sad in my dream. That was when I had a premonition, I would not get any good news from the doctor. I made a decision there and then. I will not cry and I will fight.
And one bad decision - to find an alternative treatment.
Until next time...end of chapter 2. Peace out.
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