Fight the Good Fight

That's how I think of it. Technically I believe that applies to faith but hey, it takes that to get through a cancer diagnosis right? I have had the pleasure of coming across so many people on the Internet, after starting this blog, who have fought that fight. I have seen some have it worse than others.

I wonder how I got a cancer that was so rare, yet for the most part very treatable. Note that not everyone is easily treated. I have met far too many people who the treatment did NOT work for and it recurred once or many times. Stem cell transplants, more chemo and all of that is not easy. It's hard. And it's scary. It's so scary not knowing what the next day will bring. It's hard not knowing if it's going to come back. It's hard to not know if you should be planning for your future.

I finally let go of those fears because they did me no good whatsoever. By giving into those fears cancer continued to steal my life. I won't let it. Even if it came back and took me I refuse to fear it. It stole my dad from me. I won't let it get to me. Yes I look at cancer as an enemy to fight. I will fight it. I won't just fight my own fight either. I am going to be a nurse so I can fight it. It's kind of like a solider going into war to fight the terrorist. My enemy just happens to be a disease.