That moment you hear that you could possibly have “the C word” changes how you think in life. You start to go to that dark place of what-ifs and then the panic and stress. You feel like your going to die. You can’t eat or sleep. At this point, it’s just a possibility that you could have “the C word” but you are already there. It’s hard to even hear there is a chance you have it right now. Anyone would be scared. Then you get some type of hope that you don’t have it, that it is most likely something else. So now you are okay again. You start living a little more and think “yes, I am going to live”. Then your test come back…and…you have “the C word”. CANCER, IT’S CANCER. The thought of that is so terrifying, to begin with, and to find out that it’s actually true. How can you deal? Well, I don’t really know the answer to that. Everyone is different. They react differently. For me, when I heard those words from my doctor, I was in shock. I had just pulled up to my place after taking my daughter to school and I got the phone call. The doctor said she had my biopsy results. She said, “the biopsy shows that it is cervical cancer, I’m sorry, I was wrong”. I will never forget those words. There are a few things that I will never forget. This just adds to it. She asked me what I was thinking and all I could say is that I was in shock. I was, I was in a big shock. I was told that there’s a chance it could be cancer. I felt like my life was over. Then I was told that it is most likely not cancer and I felt like I owned my life again. Now, today on February 11th, 2019 I was told that I do have cancer and all I could think is that my life was over again. How can you not? How can you think it will be okay and I will live? I felt like I didn’t own my life again. I still feel like I don’t. I keep thinking that, we just had the girls birthdays, a Christmas and a New Year. What if I was given those last special days because it is my time to go? I don’t feel like it is my time and I don’t think it is my time but you can’t help to wonder. All I think right now is please God, I am not ready to go. I have too much to live for. I need to be here for my family. I also think, what if this is it. What if it really is my time to go. Please God, I am not ready. I promise I am worth keeping around. I will fight this no matter how hard it is. I got this. These thoughts go through my mind over and over again. I’m trying to be strong for my family but all I want to do is just break down. I am scared but I need to be okay. I will get through this like most women do. I will one day call myself a cancer survivor and be proud I kicked it’s ass. God Bless.
-Lady Kitsune