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| Recurrence of Cancer for Young Mom |
Two weeks after the cesarean and her lymph node
dissection, she comes back to see me. Before we discuss the tough stuff, she proudly shows me her child. Looking down at the sleeping baby, I wonder how will I explain eight positive lymph
nodes, the small cell carcinoma, and give hope all in the same breath. The little girl looks so peaceful, dreaming childhood dreams. Deep slumber. An amazing gift. Her understanding of
her mom’s situation will not come for years. And I question if she will ever really know her mom--or remember what she looked like. Time will answer that. Yet I know intuitively her pressing journey is
about to begin, and it will be every bit as taxing as childrearing. She will need God-given strength for the marathon of therapy facing her... “Where do we go from here?” she asks.
Where do we start? I ponder my first words.
