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        <title>MedWorm Tags: cancer fear</title>
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            <title>In a car park</title>
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            <description>I was making my way home from an evening with a friend in a local town. It was about 10.30, and the sky was that lovely tawny blue of almost-dark.
I&amp;#8217;d parked the car in a busy car park, but by the time I returned there were only three cars still parked: mine, at the far end away from the road, and two closer to the road. One of the other cars that remained had half a dozen young men, probably in their early twenties, standing around it, laughing and talking.
And as I crossed the car park, they started to shout at me. They shouted insults. Specifically, insults about my coat.
I think it&amp;#8217;s a nice coat. (Obviously, or I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have bought it.) It&amp;#8217;s a Jasper Conran mac that I bought earlier in the year, so it&amp;#8217;s not outmoded, or strange. Granted, it&amp;#8217;s servi...</description>
            <author>Bah! to cancer</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 07:45:33 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>expiration dates…</title>
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            <description>I had my bi-quarterly MRI last Wednesday. Normally when I am laying on the MRI table, I recite verses and remain calm through the 40 minute bumping, knocking, thudding. 
This time was different. This time I felt scared.
I thought about my expiration date, and that once I hit the three year mark (May of this year) I will be living on borrowed time. 
I thought about Emma&amp;#8217;s expiration date and how she is already living on borrowed time. 
I thought about those two things all the way through my MRI until the last 10 minutes or so. 
Then I stopped. 
I prayed. 
I cried.
I prayed some more.
and right at that moment these verses popped into my head:
&amp;#8220;You are precious to me. You are honored, and I love you. Do not be afraid, for I am with you.&amp;#8221;
- Isaiah 43: 4-5
&amp;#8220;Your eyes saw...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 14:57:20 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Cancer Is a Big Fear of Breast Cancer Survivors</title>
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            <description>Last week I experienced a bit of an upset stomach that lasted for a few days. It was a flu-like symptom, but I had no fever, aches, or other telltale signs. By the third day I had no explanation for the continued discomfort, so I was convinced I had cancer.
My mind always gravitates to the conclusion that I have cancer. This was never the case before I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Since that battle, however, I find cancer at every turn. I have been doing a lot of yard work which has put some strain on my right hip. One night I awoke with excruciating pain in the hip joint — immediately I thought that I needed an MRI to find the bone cancer. It took a few minutes to convince myself that sleeping on that hip after a whole day of hard work was the cause.
Fear of a new cancer or cancer ...</description>
            <author>Life with Breast Cancer</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 16:18:40 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Hostage</title>
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            <description>by Donna Trussell
I understand how frightened
you are. You&amp;#8217;re eager
to unfold, unwrap,
tag, categorize,
file away your fear
of cancer, along with facts
even worse
than chemicals and cuts.
Flowers begin to wilt,
and those who loved you
begin to forget, begin
again the illusion that you
yourself once had.
I used to be hostage
to fears and graves.
I was not a pretty sight.
But I practiced.
I got leverage.
I learned the lesson
of falling leaves
that wish for a quick
end to winter,
that lean into the place
where branches once stood.
First published on presentmagazine.com
Filed under: Cancer, Writing Tagged: cancer fear, cancer poems (Source: Donna Trussell)</description>
            <author>Donna Trussell</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2010 22:02:16 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>oh oh...</title>
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            <description>&quot;CT scan radiation may cause cancers&quot;but on the other hand&quot;Study: Coffee and tea may lower diabetes risk&quot; (Source: Not just about cancer)</description>
            <author>Not just about cancer</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 17:30:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>somedays…</title>
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            <description>Tomorrow is my quarterly MRI, Labs and Clinic visit. The fact is this visit is no different than the previous visits regarding protocol, yet it is very different emotionally for me. I always get anxious before, and I always can talk myself down. But this time all I can think about is what the neurosurgeon said to me and my husband right after surgery.. 
3-5 years. 
I am coming up on my expiration date according to the statistics. 
Yes, I know that statistics are only numbers based on the average. I have written about this many times, I know in my head that I am not a statistic&amp;#8230;. 
But this time I need to feel it in my heart. This is one of those times that I wish I would have been able to speak when we received the prognosis&amp;#8230; I would stopped him before he had time to finish. 
I ...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 14:02:22 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>different, yet the same…</title>
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            <description>When ever I hear of someone who has been recently diagnosed with cancer, my mind goes back to that day when I first heard that I had brain cancer. I remember the fear and the complete out of control feeling that I felt. I remember the pleading, praying, bargaining, begging and finally the surrender that I experienced. 
I have recently come across two very precious people that have just been diagnosed with cancer. Wendy has just been diagnosed with lymphoma. Reading through her blog, floods of emotion ran through me&amp;#8230; especially this post I remember silently watching my hair go down the drain, trying to hold back the tears&amp;#8230; I remember calling my dad because Mark was at work and asking him to come over and shave my head because it was too hard to watch it gradually fall out. I rem...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 15:44:08 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>what faith can do…</title>
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            <description>First, thank you so much for your comments on my last post.. they really helped. I appreciate your prayers also, more than you will ever know. 
On the way home from church this morning, this song came on. The words really touched my heart and calmed my thoughts. I have been praying so hard that Christ would calm my fears and put his hand on my heart, and I believe that He did through your comments and through this song. It really amazes me that even when I doubt His sovereignty, he somehow manages to look past that and gently guide me back to where I belong, putting my focus back into prospective. It has been a very long 3 weeks filled with pure exhaustion, and I feel like I have lost all sense of control&amp;#8230;.
And that&amp;#8217;s right where He wants me.
Three times I pleaded with the Lord...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 19:06:01 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>afloat…</title>
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            <description>These past few weeks I have been just trying to stay afloat. My mind has been traveling to places it shouldn&amp;#8217;t, and I have had a hard time with the how&amp;#8217;s and why&amp;#8217;s. I have found myself fearful of the next MRI (Dec. 9th) and I really don&amp;#8217;t know why. I know in my heart that He is already there and he knows the outcome&amp;#8230;. it is just hard not having that control.
I hear these words over and over in my heart: &amp;#8220;Be still and know&amp;#8221;&amp;#8230;. but my mind wont stay still long enough to let what I know sink in.
So, if you would, say a prayer for me. Pray that I would have peace that passes all understanding and that satan would have no control over my thoughts. Pray that I would go in confidence to my Dec 9th MRI, and that His will would be done- not mine.
That ...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 18:43:34 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>courage unwrapped</title>
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            <description>&amp;#8220;Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8211; John Wayne 

When I first was diagnosed with brain cancer, the first few days took courage to breathe. I ate, slept, dreamed and pee&amp;#8217;d cancer. I was terrified, and at the same time I was at peace. {like those two even remotely go together!} I remember waking up every day and shouting internally &amp;#8220;One more day!&amp;#8221; You see things clearer and with more passion. You live life with such anticipation of the next moment.
You truly live with courage.
The newness of the diagnosis has worn off, and my daily routine has gone back to pretty much normal. I have regained my speech. I am homeschooling my children. I can cook a meal and not burn the house down!  Yet, in the quiet moments of the day, I stop and ...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 04:00:41 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>after gods own heart…</title>
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            <description>Do you ever feel like an utter failure in the eyes of the Lord? Do you feel you cannot possible compare to _____ because she prays all of the time, holds bible studies in her house and doesn&amp;#8217;t raise her voice at her children? 
If I were to be completely honest with you, you would shake your head in disbelief at how many times I have not had time for my quiet time or even prayed. You would be appalled when I told you that I am not always gentle with my children. But then again, maybe most you wouldn&amp;#8217;t because you too are in the same boat as me. You are fighting to stay afloat of your daily responsibilities { work, home, children, church, family, marriage} and by the end of the day, you are just too exhausted {or frazzled} to do anything other than wish to see the inside of your ...</description>
            <author>Especially Heather</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 15:26:59 +0100</pubDate>
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