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By Ruby Harris
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give in to emotions of fear and worry. God gives us choices and ways to react rather than to choose the obvious and what the world deems as normal.
I had a return visit to my oncologist a few days ago and all was remarkable well as far as the
way I felt physically. I had never felt better even though I had some soreness and felt a nodule in the breast that had just had a malignant tumor removed from it. I had been through chemo and finished radiation with an all clear and the port had been removed exactly a week ago.
I have learned to not take anything for granted and not make my own diagnosis and even though I felt okay with it I mentioned it to my doctor. He checked me and found one of his own that I wasn’t even aware of. I ask him what we were going to do and he said I want you to have a mammogram on both breasts and an ultrasound on both also. I then ask, “When?”. He said right now if they can get you in.
Okay! No problem. That is until I called my daughters and they didn’t handle it very well. Two of them came apart and I could feel their fear. I told them I wanted them to know where I was and got off the phone before things got any worse.
I decided God had a reason for me to go to the Diagnostic Center and I began to look for it. The ladies at the desk registering me are some of the people I share my poems with and I told them that we just needed to visit today. I went to the room to change for the test and the room was full of ladies waiting, already in their cute little shirts.
I decided to cause some laughter and since I was larger than all the others, it was easy. I asked from behind the curtain , “How may shirts did they say for me to put on?” All the ladies burst our laughing. It worked! Then I made a big deal of the fact mine wouldn’t close like theirs did. I had to hold mine together and theirs were all over lapped. I never did see one of them that I felt like I needed to be there for, so I turned my attention to going back to the oncologist office and visit with one of the patients that I had made plans to meet with this particular morning.
Her name is Mary and I met her during chemo. I didn’t know until the next to last visit that she was also blind. I had shared poems with her and someone read them to her. I made her a book of my poems all in protective covers. I had put a total of 52 in it and added some extra covers for ones I had given her. I went in and sat with her for about 30 minutes while she was hooked up and chatted. Her name is the same as my youngest daughter. I thought that was so neat.
I had given all the nurses a copy of 5-6 poems that were newly written. Also to the ladies that were in the lab drawing my blood. As I was leaving, with my original copies, I notices a lady that I met the last day of my own chemo. She was there for her second round.. While she waited she was making quilts for future grandchildren. As I spoke to her, she said that she had just told the lady next to her about my poems and I knew I was to give her the last copies. She handed them to the lady and told her to read them and she would read them later. It was very uplifting when I thought about the titles of the ones I had passed out.
The calmness I had felt through all of this was remarkable. The emotions were all in tact. There was not any worry about myself, just something I had to do that the situation called for. Two days later all the calmness was confirmed by both my test coming back with an “all clear”.
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A few typos in the last couple of paragraphs jumped out at me, but all in all this was a wonderful picture of grace amidst the storm.