I sat in the tub last night feeling the effects of a potential new problem - compression fraction at T8 - I didn't cry, didn't think of any insightful meaning from this new set of problems, I could only keep repeating to myself, " I just can't believe this is happening to me, I never expected to have cancer! " I just can't believe this!" " Why me?"
Sometimes, for all the thought, faith, prayer, and analysis that you but into understanding this dammed disease and the life it will over come, it all come back to 'Why me?" Plain and simple
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