Now, many are probably like "wtf" is a cancer drill?!? For many people it may mean many things. For me, when I was having to be the bearer of bad news and tell people that I have cancer the initial reaction- other than shock, has been "Are you kidding?". As a 28 year old Black woman, hearing those words for myself from my doctor almost sounded like a joke. But, it's not. And these are the moments in life that no one can fully prepare you for. There isn't a emergency preparedness kit under my seat like in the event of an airplane crash or the sounding of an earthquake drill in elementary school. There's no "stop, drop and roll" type of advice like when you catch on fire. I have cancer, it is not a joke and most importantly- this is not a drill! With cancer...there is NO DRILL! In all of my moments, I honestly wasn't expecting to hear this as a reality. But, in the hopes of even inspiring others I write about my wake up call and my reactions to my diagnosis. I completely feel like it's better that I have Cancer, than someone else I know and someone that can't cope with hearing what to some amounts as a death sentence. I can handle this and I will beat this.
My mantra for the day has been: "At least it's not AIDS!" Seriously. With cancer there is a plan, there are treatments and as my godfather always says. "He who does it most, does it best." Meaning, that the surgeons, breast care coordinators and oncologists see this every single day. I will trust in their judgements based on their experience and look forward to the road to wellness. I'm just going to tear down the wall in front of me and create my new path. This is not the end of my journey. This is only the beginning!
You are keeping it wonderfully positive and I am proud of you... I know it will be a long journey but your attitude is proving to be the best as it should be in this situation. I am rooting for you and as always you are in my thoughts!!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Brandi!!! I'm just trying to keeping swimming like Dory! =)
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