Had cancer struck me a decade ago, I would probably have gone nuts. I was too immature, gullible and emotionally weak to handle it then.
Had cancer struck me two years ago, I would have been totally devastated. I did not have the perspective to understand where it was coming from.
Had cancer struck me a year ago, I would definitely have fallen apart in pieces. My poor heart could not have handled the heartache. It was already aching too much then.
Now? Now, I think I can handle it. I have the perspective, the emotional stamina and the coldness of heart to weather the storm. Alhamdulillah.
All I have to do is sink with each engulfing wave of chemo and come up for air whenever I can.
But, hell!!! I'd gladly pass on the nausea! It is torture at its finest! All it takes is one wayward thought and the torture begins...