MONUMENTAL

Today (Monday) was a monumental day. I finally had an appointment with my oncologist in Cookeville. I was dreading this appointment so much that I was physically ill. I didn't want to know the results of my recent CT scan. I had no doubt that it would be disastrous. I knew that my future was fragile and quickly waning.

I dislike rehashing my medical woes, but I'm thinking of my horrifying plight last summer. I had a malignant tumor near a main artery. The experts at Cookeville said if they operated I would bleed to death.

In July I was sent to the Centennial Medical Center in Nashville. The doctors there said there was no hope. They bluntly told me to go home and die in the care of Hospice.

Truth to tell, I was so sick that the dire prospect didn't phase me. But I adamantly refused to comply. I returned to Cookeville for a radical onslaught of chemo and radiation.

It was all like a persistent nightmare that is impossible to expunge.

Today. Monday. My transport ride arrived on time. I made the doctor appointment on time. I only had two hours of sleep. I nearly passed out waiting for the CT scan results.

The results were good! No problems at all. I was stunned. My next CT scan and doctor appointment will be in September.

All I can say is that words can't express my relief......and profound gratitude.

My existence took on a whole new meaning as I was riding home. The world was an incredibly beautiful place.

Suddenly, my soul came out of the nebulous shadows and soared with the sunlight.

Jon

I posted this before editing it. Hopefully my annoying mishaps are corrected......