Breast Cancer Awareness Month: Survivor's Guilt

I like to tell people I had a very mild case of breast cancer. It makes me feel a teensy bit better about not being more sick. I had it too easy.

Side effects for my type of treatment were mild: very little nausea, a few radiation burns, neuropathy. I actually gained some weight, due to all the steroids they loaded with my chemo doses. The guilt didn't start until I was done fighting cancer.

Others have it so much tougher than I did; people with lung, colon and liver cancer. They really suffered. In addition, nobody wears cute t-shirts and has fun runs for liver cancer, it's just not "sexy." Attention equals money, in cancer terms.

And so, I feel guilty.

For not being more sick.

For not suffering more.

For surviving.

Guilt is not from God. It serves no purpose. It's not helpful.

I'm not guilty.

I am a survivor. By the grace of God.

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Female in Motion Health Update: I'm freezing at work, so I'm taking a small space heater to warm up my cubicle.

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Notable Quote:

Psalm 63:3-4 (KJV)
3 Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee.
4 Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name.
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