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I put this photo of myself looking out to sea as that is how I am at this point. I'm just looking into this Big C thing after a week of wondering what it is all about after the recent phone call from my breast doctor that they had found something. So, I had an MRI on Saturday afternoon, ordered by my doctor. That was a pretty strange experience as I had to lie down in a horizontal position with my breasts hanging down inside a giant machine that made very strange noises. And that was for at least twenty minutes! So I preoccupied myself with several things such as really saying The Lord's Prayer very slowly and several iterations of Psalm 23. Since I originally learned this from a KJV Bible, I really enjoy the old English words and found them very reassuring. Especially, the part about the rod and staff comforting me as I walketh through the valley of the shadow of death. Then I found myself imagining myself at the beach for a while just to avoid the physical discomfor