When I was told that is is cancer. Stage 3. Very aggressive. I didn’t flinch. I immediately sprang into action and decided that I was going to fight this. I was all about action. I called the general surgeon as instructed and made the choice not to let this thing win.
People kept asking me how I am feeling, am I writing down the process, am I reading up about the cancer. And looking back at my journal I realised I only started writing down what I was feeling and going through about 6 weeks after everything.
I just went through the actions to get the battle started. I didn’t think about it too much. I kept staying positive. Never allowing negative thoughts to enter my mind. I was just processing.
The first thing I did wrote down (after reminding myself what was happening to me) was that I was grateful. Grateful for so much love around me. Grateful for a God of grace who is with me every step of the way (even if I wasn’t talking to Him all that much) and grateful that I was given an opportunity to fight this.