{"id":2451,"date":"2024-04-07T17:18:47","date_gmt":"2024-04-07T21:18:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rickollie.com\/?p=2451"},"modified":"2024-04-29T11:25:35","modified_gmt":"2024-04-29T15:25:35","slug":"revenge-on-the-cancer-chronicles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rickollie.com\/es\/2024\/04\/07\/revenge-on-the-cancer-chronicles\/","title":{"rendered":"Revenge on the Cancer Chronicles"},"content":{"rendered":"

Say you’re a cancer survivor, without saying you’re a cancer survivor<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I hadn’t anticipated writing anything personal today as I’ve tired of opening up about my life after someone told me I was ‘hypersensitive’<\/em><\/strong>. Then I remembered the others, like Natalia<\/em><\/strong>, who if you knew her entire story, would be heartbroken. Or Tracy<\/em><\/strong>, whose has more strength than anyone I know. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I couldn’t imagine labeling anyone that had been through a heartbreak, defibrillator changeout, cardiac ablations, a cardioversion, being diagnosed with cancer and then its treatment as ‘hypersensitive’. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

You don’t have to agree with me but don’t judge me by my feelings, especially those of the past sixteen months. She ‘was’ a friend, but I dismissed her much like my first urologist because he wasn’t a ‘team player’<\/em><\/strong>. But this story isn’t about her or that urologist, rather it’s about who I was yesterday and who I’ve become today. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Who I was, is defined as what Basal<\/em><\/strong> and his thumbs up for ‘hope’<\/em><\/strong> tries to instill in our selfie together yesterday. But I had tired of hope, too. With it, what do you get? Fifty-fifty odds at best? Just let it play out has become my new mantra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

More effectively, I’ll use Que Sera, Sera with Susie Q singing along as a better definition of that mantra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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