Wednesday, June 23, 2010

An, then it was done.


Sent this morning to my support group.

Hello everyone,

I hope and trust that this e-mail finds you all healthy and happy. I know that in these days of uncertainty it is hard to be of much good cheer; however, it is better than the alternative, which is merely to accept the tempest which assails us constantly. Try, as best you can, greet each day with chipper and robust glee. If you have to force it, then so be it; I have too from time to time, but do so because life is all we have. Stuff is just stuff. Your soul is forever. You are the only one which is you, there is no other just like you, amongst all of us. How special you are!

I am so happy to let you all know that this past week, I had my latest round of radiation and I am wanting to thank all of you for your prayers and good wishes. God truly blessed me by giving me an option that was most tolerable. Radiation is never fun, do not get me wrong; however, compared to my throat treatment(s); (knocking on wood here); the lung shots were a walk in the park.

"Thank you Lord."

That said, it is still unnatural to be confined and embedded on a table with a multi-million dollar machine {I'm guessing, may be more like hundreds of thousands of dollars} moving around you and killing a part of your insides. All be it a black lascivious death shroud of cells; they still are residing within my body and that is somewhat just downright not a good thing. But hay, there are so many, many worst things in this life one could endure.

Now comes the waiting. I guess the real proof is in the PET Scan which will be coming later. That is always a yucccccky; I have to say it; an insurance issue. Might be in October or with luck, possibly September. Just have to wait and see. Seems like I spend an abnormal aspect of my life waiting for and dreading a PET Scan. Note to self: eliminate this wasted part of my life and replace it with oh, a thick T-bone steak with all the..... darn it, if only I could eat. Maybe a good book or time with my grand kids. That works!

So far, I must tell you all that cancer in the lung is so much easier to manage and endure than cancer in the throat. I am not saying that in the face of anything bad happening to a boastful fooling individual; I'm just saying. Never ask the Lord to humble you, for he will!

I am good, I am well and I am still looking forward to dying as a much older man than I am now. This shall occur by the grace of God and with the friendship, love and inspirations of each and every one of you. Thank each of you for not only the mail I receive from so many of you, but also, for the mere well wished thoughts of so many more. I love and appreciate each and every one of you and please know that you are all in my prayers offered to my God and belief.

Be strong... we have to be, because Cancer Sucks.

1 comment:

Kat said...

*HUGS* Steve! I am so happy that you came to visit yesterday! I have missed hearing from you, but most of all, seeing you!

You are always in my thoughts and prayers!

Love ya,