Keeping my Eyes on the Prize.

Dear friends and strangers,

I'm back from three days at the hospital.

The cancer ward looked exactly as I remembered it. It was quite the peculiar experience - I even recognized a couple of the nurses. You see, I spent a lot of time at this particular hospital, this particular ward, last year. The wonderful people there did everything they could for my best friend, just like they're going to do everything they can for me. And even though they weren't able to save my darling girl, that doesn't mean I'm not going to make it. That's what I keep reminding myself. Over and over.

I've been tested, examined, run through every kind of x-ray machine. The results will be analyzed by the end of next week. Hopefully we will get some answers then. Good or bad - at least we will know. Know what it is we're dealing with, what the next step will be. 

But, until then, I will celebrate my boyfriend's birthday, keep reading Harry Potter, enjoy the company of my family, and try really, really hard to keep my eyes on the prize: that moment when my brilliant doctor tells me I'm cured, healed, cancer-free. There's a long way to go, I know, but I'm prepared to walk, run, crawl, squirm, get dragged if I have to. I will get there.

I'll do everything. Anything.

Because what else is there?

♥