Here I sit during my fourth of five days of chemo treatment. Pulling through! I've mentioned before that I want this experience to be an opportunity to learn and grow. I know that I've learned quite a bit already, particularly about strength.
What has strength or being strong meant to me? Well strength has been saying "(gulp)okay, go ahead and remove my testicle (yikes!)". Strength has been agreeing to 9 weeks of chemo, after hearing the laundry list of terrible side effects. And then strength has been coming to chemo day after day, knowing that each dose, although coming closer to wiping out the big C, will also make me feel crappier. I've learned that you really can't have the good days without the bad days – how precious those good days are. I have learned so much about how strong I can be.
Equally important though, I've learned where that strength comes from. It comes from a deep faith in God. An optimism that fills my heart so completely – knowing that things will work out. I know that I have much work to do yet, and that this strength will allow me to achieve a great many things. Shit, after beating cancer what obstacle could be too challenging or too difficult?
I must also say that so much of my strength, faith and optimism comes from all of you – my support system. Those who believe so deeply in me and don't let me fall or falter. I am truly blessed to have such a level of support. I've said it before, i'll say it again and again. Ubuntu: I am because we are.
Thank you for giving me strength.
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