By now, walking into the waiting room at the cancer clinic brings me into the presence of some new-found friends. Unfortunately, we are all members of the cancer club that none of us signed up for, but we were registered without our permission and without our knowledge. But we’re all members, and there’s no resignations, no quitting.
Most of my co-warriors are further along in their treatments than I am. Some have endured surgery, some have endured chemotherapy, some have endured both. And now, they join me in radiation therapy. They are all very nice people. We greet each other with big smiles. And when we leave, we remind each other that we pray for one another. I had no time for conversation today because no sooner had I sat down in the waiting room, my name was called.
So, as I settled onto the table to ready myself for the next ten minutes of watching the big grey things move and hover and whir as they perform their magic. I know they’re working although I feel nothing. I know they’re working because they emit special noises and the “beam on” sign lights up when I am receiving a dose of medical radiation that is killing my cancer.
But today, a special treat. Yesterday, the background music was country. I like country…real country…the old country. I don’t listen to it that much because most of the country stations play the new “country” that’s not country at all. But today, it was classic rock! As the big grey orb passed over my abdomen like a low-flying UFO, I was suddenly distracted and stopped noticing the machine. It was Pink Floyd in the background! Oh how fast the time went by today! Then after Pink Floyd was Steve Miller Band. I still know all the words! Then, as Guns N Roses only got a minute or so into their song, my time was up! Wow, today’s ten minutes went by fast!
So, I finished day eight. I am one-third finished with my radiation treatments, and it’s going well. I feel great and I’m having no side effects. God is good. Even with cancer, He gives me strength and peace, in my body, in my mind, and in my soul. He has given us some new friends that we would never have had under other circumstances, and we united in our battle against cancer. And we’ll meet again Monday morning.