End of August 2010 I woke up in pain. A 15 minute doctor’s appointment ended with the words, “It’s cancer. And it’s bad.” Another visit with another doctor towards the end of January 2011 ended with the words, “We can find no sign of your cancer.” The weeks and months between the two visits passed in a frenzy of action, allowing little time to process all that was happening. This blog is my attempt to work through the experience, come to terms with what I have lost, and figure out what the heck to do next.
I’ve waited three years to attempt to put these thoughts on paper, in large part because I’m afraid of what I may learn about myself when I do. Read along if you like. At the least, you may end up feeling better about your own state of mind.
Seeing Sunrise 