Tomorrow morning I escort my mom to surgery, a surgery that can save her life and my sanity. She has an early stage of cancer, not a popular kind, but one that can be treated if detected early with surgery and if need be some radiation. The latter is what has kept me up at night.
I think she needs the radiation to be on the safe side and she thinks that God will remove all of it, even the cells her doctor can’t see. Her doctor shares my concern. Well, he at least want her to have an oncologist consult after the surgery. I’m praying that this surgery is successful and that the oncologist confirms my mom’s beliefs and to stop me from always considering the last case scenario. Always finding the worst possible thing that could happen and instead live free and filled with faith and peace no matter what happens in life.
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