August 29th, 2007 by admin

            Needless to say, Missy and I sat through the descriptions of the surgeries while also trying to assimilate the fact that I had cancer in the eye. It was a numbing experience, and we just did not know how to react. We had faith on one hand, but we also had facts on the other. And with cancer there are two physical fights: the body and time.  Those who have battled a life threatening situation know what I mean when I say life is different. Every day begins to be worth more. Time no longer is a frivolous commodity to spend at leisure. Time becomes a treasure that never comes back. Spend wisely.

            We left the plastic surgeon�s office and somehow found a way to smile. Missy had made a comment on how stupid the devil was since I had been doing those eye compressions every two hours for months and was pushing the cancer cells into the rest of my body. It seemed funny when she said it, but we had also come to the realization that this aggressive attack on my body had to stop. The devil was not only trying to blind me, but now he was trying to take my eye, disfigure my face, and take my life. Something had to be done with this devil.