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    From the daily archives: Tuesday, February 15, 2011

    I was tossing around, wondering what was going to happen on February 16. It had been nearly two weeks since I noticed the small, pink rash on my breast. Now the whole breast was red. My left arm ached constantly.

    I knew that tomorrow I would know. I would know if I should be really scared or not. I knew that most probably I would only know that much, and would have to endure several long days (it was the Friday before a three day weekend) before I really knew what I was up against.

    I hoped and prayed that it was nothing, while deep in my gut I knew something was terribly wrong.

    Four years ago tonight there was still a possibility of no odyssey into Planet Cancer. I still hoped, I still dared.

    The next day, I gave a massage on the second floor, walked upstairs to the Women’s Center on the third floor, and nothing would ever be the same again.

    Not the same. But after it all, it’s good. It’s good and it still is, and I am still here. God is good.

    Going to go have a peaceful sleep and give thanks.

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