Thyroid Cancer sneak up on me one day, to be be exact, follicular thyroid cancer. Even as I go through the maze of thyroid cancer treatment, the only thing on my mind is a vain attempt to write down the numerous poems that were born of struggle, suffering, pain and of living a life well-deserved. Once upon a time I had a bucket list and I have since emptied it with the task of completing everyting on its list and now a new bucket list is in order.
No one can tell me definitively the outcome of the thyroid cancer treatment that I am currently laboring through and even thought at times it is an excruciating experience, the reality of not knowing the outcome gives me pause and I find that when I put pen to paper, my life unfolds in the form of words. Let me share with you these words inspired by the chemical highs and lows of consciousness and unconsciousness.
"Our days on this Earth are numbered. The days you walk on this planet have a definite time and place and measured with the satisfaction only you can define. Walk, knowing that you can run, but take each step with someone you love dearly.
Cancer, no matter what type, flavor or form, is the greatest battle humankind has ever faced. It comes. It stays. It ravages the innocent and inhabits the guilty. Cancer is the god of all diseases, even when there is no belief and time is its judge." Excerpts from the Book of Curthom.
I leave you with pause until the next time when the fingers glance the keyboard yet again, Shalom.