And suddenly, I hemorrhaged. One moment fine, standing in a pool of blood the next. Doctor's visits, path scans. Having to hear the dreaded C-word. Being forced to stay cheerful for the sake of the hubby and kids. The dread of surgery, the uncertainty of waiting for the biopsy results.
But worse of all, learning that I was mortal. That anything could happen to me anytime.
Two years later, the date still haunts me.
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A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
12 comments:
Rayna, that really happen? I'm sorry!
I'm glad you're here, lady.
so glad you're here with us -- some of us in the BigC-world get off lightly (I count myself one -- 1995) but not only are you alive, vital, a shrub-exotics-sister, but you are TALENTED beyond belief...
Your children aDORE you, no doubt hubby too (you are so respectful of him -- must be an Asian thing - !! sorry)
And running --- now I understand why running 'in the zone' is so important. Thank you for sharing.
So HAPPY July 10th to you dear Nutty -- you are a **STAR**
love Marian
and all that in 100 words which I (almost) cannot do. lol
So glad you're still here...
Rayna, wow what post today. Glad you are here to write about it. Since you gave me a history lesson on India, I give you this: Outsmarting your Cancer, by Tanya Harter Pierce. I have it in pdf. I will email it to you.
You wouldn't catch me near a hospital if I was diagnosed with cancer. I have watched people be destroyed by the only arcane methods of treatment that are legal in the US.
So sorry you had to go through that. So glad you are here. Take care. *hugs*
Natasha - What a powerful, powerful post! We are all so fortunate and blessed that you are still here. And I'm not surprised that you are still haunted by the date. Still, I so admire that you haven't let it define you.
Thank God you are okay- I remember that you started running again quite soon after your surgery.
Take care, and huge hugs.
Let today be the anniversary of your new life.
That would definitely be a life-altering experience that would put everything into a different perspective. An awareness of mortality becomes more evident for most of us with everyday and year that passes.
Lee
Tossing It Out
Hugs to you, Natasha--I'm so glad everything worked out and that you are far enough past it now to address it so poignantly.
You took my breath away, Rayna. Thanks for sharing this in such a poignant and honest way. Soooo glad you're able to share it!
xo B
Natasha - thank you for this brave post. This human life is like a bubble and as hard as it is to be reminded of it - it is a good reminder. Much love to you, gal.
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