I AM FACING DISFIGURING CANCER SURGERY THIS 19TH

 

Morning of the Surgery:

 

I am just leaving for the clinic.

 

My friend and supervisor, Freddie, who saved me when someone

siphoned the gas from my car

as Hurricane Rita (category 5) had emptied the city.

 

He is driving me to the clinic and will drive me back home

after hours of surgery.

 

Imagine the uplift I got when I read this on Alex Cavanaugh's blog:

http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/2014/02/ubuntu-bloghop-and-humanity-mini-alex.html

 

"Our good friend Roland Yeomans is undergoing surgery today for cancer. Please keep him in your prayers this week. Since Roland is also struggling with the funds for this surgery, Sean McLachlan suggested a Buy-A-Thon for his books.

 

I’ve read several of Roland’s books and highly recommend following the adventures of one Victor Standish. Visit Roland’s author page on Amazon to see a complete listing of his eBooks and audio books. If you’ve never read any of Roland’s work, now is a great time to do so!"

 

To D.G. Shelly, Lara and all the rest of you who have left prayers, love, and support in emails, tweets, and on this post:

 

THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH & MAY THE FATHER BE THERE FOR YOU ALWAYS.

 

It's not a matter of IF ...

     It's only a matter of WHEN.

        We will face an inescapable situation whose outcome will be highly unpleasant, permanent, and perhaps fatal.

What do we do then?

 

 

I lived filled with stiffling fear on the streets of Detroit as a six year old.  I survived.

 

I lived on the hopeless dark streets of post-Katrina New Orleans.  I survived.

 

All whom I loved have died.  My home burned to the ground, killing my pets.  My business died. 

I have been forcibly evacuated from my city twice by hurricanes, going I knew not where or how I would survive.

 

I survived.
 

 

Not because of my bravery or wit.

 

The Father saw me through.

 

 

 

It is the attitude we take during a storm

that determines

whether we sink or swim.

 

 

 

I am alone in this.  I am not alone.

 

The door of Death and Disaster is One-Person-Wide ... for everyone. 

 

No one has the right to whine over something that happens to everyone.

 

If the cancer is not too extensive, I will need skin grafts.  It will probably not be done at the time of the MOHS surgery.

 

The surgeon is much too busy to talk with me before the 19th ... as is his nurse. 

 

This does not fill me with confidence over my treatment by them ... but the surgeon is the only one in the city to do this.

 

The cancers has been eating away for years.  I have to deal with the two locations on my face now.

 

This video I found on YouTube has told me what to expect.  Do not watch if you are queasy:

 

http://youtu.be/Yvsdh-iDIfI

 

 

When we are faced with the inescapable, we simply have to deal with it the best we know how ...

 

trying to do so with grace, kindness, patience, and a modicum of good humor.

 

 

And after I do that, I will establish world peace.  :-)

 

 

My choices, my attitudes, my path have placed me here with no one to be by my side physically. 

 

Yet, I know from my past that the Father is always with me.

 

If you pray, pray for me.  If you do not, think healing thoughts my way come the 19th.

 

Even before my home burned to the ground, this was the song I thought of as MY song: