It turns out I forgot to delete some old messages and there was a new one from my brother Jason inviting us to visit sooner then planned. I felt silly for fearing the worst, when it was just a friendly invite to hang out for a few days.
Worrying about my what my voicemails were didn't change the reality of what it was. Thoughts are powerful, but reality wins all the time.
It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.
~William Shakespeare
Even though I am an optimistic person sometimes for a moment dark thoughts creep in. Like any uninvited thought I try to think of something else, sing a song, and before I know it dark gives way to light. Recently an old Tom Petty song rolling around in my head has been helping out:
There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.
~Albert Einstein
Had I not got injured at work I wouldn't have got an MRI so quickly. I could have waited for up to a year if WCB didn't have a way to bump in line of in front everyone else. Of course there's the question of whether the injury somehow triggered the tumor. Perhaps, but groin injuries are common whereas tumors in the groin not so much. I am very blessed to have got injured at work, not only for the MRI but to spend more time with Myrtle. Who knew a torn adductor magnus could be a miracle?
Tonight will be Myrtle's first time being babysat. Monday is my biopsy in Vancouver. I am more nervous about tonight than the biopsy. All I can say is that whatever the outcome of the biopsy is there's no way I'm going anywhere. I have a woman to raise.
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Till next week, please keep us in your prayers.
As long as Myrtle is involved I know that you "won't back down" and that you will stand your ground! Nothing gets between you two!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this link with me Ruban. I am enjoying your blog. I am really getting to know you better.
ReplyDeleteWell, you've got three more peoples prayers on your behalf. It might not seem like much, but I like to pray a fair amount. My wife too.
Lets do some math shall we?
I pray at least 3-6 times a day. So does my wife. Thats up to 12 a day! But, then again a lot of those are together so its not really accurate to just add them together. Lets say its more like 6 a day between us. My son only prays like 2 times a day, but he will definitely include you despite having no idea who you are (you will probably fit somewhere between his trains and his grandmas and grandpas in his evening prayers). So that 8 a day from our family. But of course my son is only three years old and therefore WAY holier than me! So his prayers really should carry something like a 10X multiplier with them! Thats like 26 prayers a day from us. 26/day = 180/week = 780/month starting tonight!
Add that to all the prayers from all the wonderful people already putting in the good word and that's got to count for something!
Your words ring true. Keep it up,
Glenn
Hey Ruban,
ReplyDeleteI'll be keeping an eye on your blog and will provide comments when I can. I went through the osteogenic sarcoma ordeal when I was 12 and might be able to provide some insights.
I learned of my cancer through a routine visit to the doctor as well. One thing to keep in mind. Many people discover osteogenic sarcoma from having a bone fracture from regular activity. The tumor weakens the bone and can lead to fractures from things like walking.
You are indeed correct, finding the tumour this way (if it is indeed OGS) is a blessing in disguise. If you find it as the result of a break then it quickly spreads to other areas of the body and is more difficult to treat.
I highly recommend staying off that leg completely until the doc tells you otherwise. It may not feel weak, but the absolute last thing you want is an unintended fracture of your bone. It will make any future treatment way more complicated.
Send me a note if you have any questions. I would love to provide you with any advice I may have...