Not My Choice

The grayness of the rainy day matched my mood as we drove to the first chemo appointment.  Confessing to my husband that I really didn’t want to do this, was my first admission of fear.  He assured me he felt the same way but he wanted me alive.  If chemo would destroy the enemy in…

Face the Fear

The PET scan showed cancer had spread to the lymph nodes.  Surgery was to be first then the dreaded chemo.  Facing surgery was bad enough but chemo was my real fear.  The horrors I had only heard about were now to be my firsthand experience. My family and pastor surrounded me as the surgeon prayed…