Believe, Don’t Give Up!

For every downhill battle, there will be an uphill victory.

For every backward tread, there will be a forward initiative.

For every letdown, there will be contentment.

For every tear, there will be a smile.

Sometimes what seems to be the end, could be just a beginning.

Life is full of endless detours and turnarounds

Giving up is not an option. Never was, never will be.

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle”. Albert Einstein.

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Honestly Humble!

Hilariously
Unique
Modest
Bundle
Larger than life
Ego.

I  decided to let my oncologist do the worrying.

My job is to go on living😊

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Contagiously Courageous!

A setback that landed me in the ICU incidentally led me on the path to Dr.C.
Dr. C, the amazing oncologist whose calm demeanor somehow reassured me that I’m in good hands.
I had no fear.
I somehow knew I was going to get better, with his guidance.
The only way I can describe it is like a messenger was sent to give me hope.
I was willing to try anything Doctor C. recommended.
And I did.
My trust in this doctor and his continuous encouragement at my lowest low, along with his belief in me, helped me realize that there is a greater force out there.
More powerful than fear.
More formidable than weakness.
More prominent than self-doubt.
This journey I had embarked on was indeed an enlightening and spiritual passage.
The power of family, friendship and prayers guided me through that journey.

By the grace of God, I found rejuvenation and the healing has begun.

Simply the Best Job Yet!

A little over a year ago, I received a grim cancer diagnosis from Dr H.

This particular surgeon looked far too frail and unsteady to be in a kitchen slicing tomatoes, let alone performing an intricate surgery.

I just wanted out of there.

Then I had the privilege of meeting Dr K, an oncologist with the bedside manner of a boorish oaf.

Dr K. informed me that all the prayers in the world wouldn’t be enough to save me.

He also made it clear that I could go to 100 different doctors, and they would all confirm this.

At that point, I was not fearing cancer as much as being “treated” by these two doctors.

So out the door I went, thinking of all the other possibilities that surely must exist.

After trying a little of this and some of that, I was doing fairly well.

I had taken total charge of my personal health, while doing my best to reduce the level of stress in my life, and even taking an extended time off from work.

I became my own full-time job.

It was the best job I ever had.

Reconnecting with myself.

Finally becoming Number One.

Survival.

There is nothing funny about cancer.

I thought starting a blog with humor would help lighten the overwhelming heavy weight this dreadful disease inflicts upon the body and mind.

I must have been kidding myself.

After a while it dawned on me.

I was not laughing at anything that happened during the course of cancer, nor was I laughing reading about it.

If anything, it brought back memories I’d rather have forgotten.

So then I came to the wise conclusion: the heck with blogging.

I don’t care how funny some incidents may appear, I am done with it.

No longer want to think about it or relive the past year.

Emotional scars left behind .

Not funny.

Huge bills from hospital and doctors.

Really not very funny.

Clothing not fitting the way they use to.

Not at all funny.

Too tired to get out the bed most days.

Not even close to being funny.

But just when I was ready to throw in the towel, I received an email from a fellow blogger named Ashley about how my positive post helped her .

After reading her posts, I was touched by her raw emotions and how, after waiting 2 years, she mustered the courage to finally start a blog in hopes of helping others.

I was touched by this young woman’s outreach and honesty.

She helped me to realize that sharing can be healing.

And so I promised her to dedicate the next blog to her.

Cheers to all my fellow bloggers for a positive, successful, and healthy New Year .