Thursday, September 23, 2010
I loved how the sun was hitting the red barn in the distance, it seemed to pop against the foreboding sky. And the wheat in the foreground was in shadows, yet the wheat in the distance was graced with the warmth of sunshine. It seemed a good representation of my emotions and the battle ever raging.
The oncologist said that my scan showed no change and my blood looked good. He wants to see me back in three months and will be doing another scan in six months. So, why, even when hearing the great news, can I not celebrate? Immediately, my mind begins to worry that something was missed. And just as I told my family the doctor said it might be cancer way back when, I now tell them, he says there's no change. That's good news, right?
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