Stage 4 - No More
Stage 4…who knew?! It’s one of those
questions you never really want to know the answer to, so I never asked…and my
doctors never said. Until now. People always want to know. So, I finally asked. Not that it matters. It’s irrelevant now. But it’s still a shock to the system to hear.
How would knowing that at the beginning
have affected my psyche? Would I have been
more frightened or felt completely helpless?
I don’t know. I hope not. I hope that my faith and resulting strength would
have been no different given that information. But how would my family have reacted? I don’t know. But I’m guessing not well. So, now that I have this information what do
I do? First I thank God that my doctors
never mentioned this little ditty to me.
Psalm 68:19 Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who
daily bears our burdens. I
knew from the get-go that I didn’t want to delve too deeply into my diagnosis. I didn’t want to Google it…no WebMD for me (Dad,
stop Googling!). I knew all I needed to
know. My cancer is extremely rare, and
it was huge.