I am quite good at some things.
If you tell me “X” is going to happen, that it will hurt, but that by time “Y”, I will feel better and that A,B and C benefits will then cut in; then I am good at coping with “X”.
But, in this, I am not unique. In fact, I think most of us are the same.
When we can touch the sides, mentally, with most problems, we can cope with the discomfort of the journey.
I come unstuck when I don’t know where the bottom is or which way is up.
My surgery was over. I have done very well and was feeling positive about prospective dates in my diary.
My phone rings on Friday evening.
The surgeon wants to see me on Monday morning.
For roughly five minutes I panic, really panic.
Then I laugh to myself.
My panic will change nothing for the better. It WILL absolutely have a bad effect on the rest of my weekend. So……I stop.
As simple as!
“Really?” some may ask, doubtfully.
“Yes, really,” I can reply.
This cancer will not rob me of one single second more of my life’s energy than I can possibly help, and I CAN help this.
So I look forward to meeting the lovely “Mr. M” on Monday morning and leave those cards until they are dealt.
I’ll be grand!!