DANG IT GOD!!! WHERE IS MY MIRACLE???!!
I’m two weeks into cancer now. It seems like I am settling down emotionally. The feelings of depression and death and despair have pretty much left. I guess those feelings were part of the initial shock I was in. Now I appear to be more methodical and accepting of the cancer. After all, the cancer cells are mine. They are not from some outside disease or virus. Those are my cells that are mutating. My focus has now turned into a thorough search for solutions and options. We both are still reading the book the doctor gave us, “100 Ways to Die from Prostate Cancer.” We now just call it the Book of Death. Neither of us have figured out when is the best time to read it; in the morning so it will destroy your entire day, or in the evening so it will give you nightmares. It contains one lame solution after another. And then lists the myriad of side effects and possible complications of each solution. And then each side effect’s solu...