Thanks Chris, saved that one for the positive thoughts section. Appreciate
it. By the way, I have been a bit out of touch and wanted to know how your
Dad and Mom are doing? Your friend, lillian
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From: CCR0417@AOL.COM <CCR0417@AOL.COM>
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Date: Monday, April 26, 1999 10:07 PM
Subject: [MOL] Poem
>The Diagnosis
>
>The year was 1997,
>on the 28th of May.
>The surgery was finished,
>then the news without delay.
>
>My wife was there beside me,
>when the doctor came to speak.
>Even though I'd just awakened,
>I could hear the news was bleak.
>
>Through the blur of pain and drugs,
>the doctor's words were clear,
>the cancer has the best of you
>and death is very near.
>
>The more I regained consciousness,
>I remember wanting to know,
>if what I heard was really true,
>I've only five months left to go?
>
>The bleeding stopped, the sutures held,
>it was time to go on home,
>but then it struck me, square abreast,
>there's much to do, you're not alone.
>
>There was Sarah, Joe, James, and Ray,
>my wife, my children and others too,
>God, please don't take me, not right now,
>for I'm not ready, there's too much to do.
>
>Now with energy lacking,
>it was time to set about,
>all the business of dying,
>much to learn, without a doubt.
>
>Powers of attorney,
>the insurance man too,
>I signed all the papers,
>there's still so much to do.
>
>I remember how painful,
>when telling a friend,
>of how to help Sarah,
>when I came to my end.
>
>And I'll never forget,
>how I felt like crying,
>after telling my children,
>about cancer and dying.
>
>The race for completion,
>was just about done,
>when I remembered the story,
>of another Man's Son.
>
>I looked up to heaven
>and tried to hold steady,
>as my work was now finished,
>I told God I was ready.
>
>There is nothing I can tell you,
>to describe the way it feels,
>to know that your life's ending,
>the abyss is at your heels.
>
>I talked to God and asked Him why,
>it was time for me to go.
>My diagnosis could be changed,
>if You will it, let me know.
>
>The months have passed, I'm still alive.
>The doctors have their story.
>Mistakes they say were all to blame,
>but I know He deserves the glory.
>
>My cancer's cured and life goes on,
>it was not my time to go.
>Is there something left for me to do?
>If You will it, let me know.
>
>by James Lynch, jelynch@thegrid.net
>
>
>Return to James Lynch's Survivor Story
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