It's no surprise I have been down for the past week or so about radiation, and the effects it is having on my life both physically and emotionally. Well, last week I was walking into the radiation center, probably with a grouchy "this is a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day" kinda face, and I noticed an older gentleman walking towards the door as well. The following conversation was exchanged, and most definitely placed for a purpose. That purpose might you ask? A gentle perspective lesson from my Heavenly Father. After all, He always knows what we need and when we need it, right? :)
Mr: "Another day? It gets tiring, huh?"
Me (realizing I need to try to be a Positive Patsy instead of my current Negative Nancy self <insert
smile> )
"Yes sir. This is my 20th, but it'll be ok!"
(thinking to myself...You're being a pretty good little actress today <Pat on the back> Oooouch,
too hard. Remember, this crap has given you a terrible burn!! Oh I hate radiation. Don't let this
poor man know your real thoughts!)
Mr: "This is my third."
Me (thinking to myself...Aww, poor newbie. He has no idea what he's in for. Just try to be positive to
the poor fella. Bless him.)
"Oh, ok. Well you hang in there, it's not that bad."
Mr: "Oh, I don't mean my third treatment. This is my 3rd case of cancer. This is my 100th radiation
treatment."
Perspective given.
Perspective received.
#Godiswritingmystory
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