Laura Yeager |
Aug 29, 2016
Accepting my diagnosis was the first step toward freedom
It appears I’ve beaten cancer. According to the pathology report, the surgeon got clean margins, thus ridding my breast of the malignancy. And the CT scan of my trunk was normal; the cancer hadn’t metastasized to any of my organs. My brain MRI was normal—no cancer in my brain.
I made it out of the woods.
But this isn’t the interesting part of the story.
The more fascinating aspect of the tale, at least for me, is not that I beat cancer, but that I accepted cancer before I knew I’d licked it.
The upshot of beating cancer is human relief.
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