– “If all my patients were like you I wouldn’t have any patients”. This time she added…”until 120, a long life”…
This was her closing statement to me, as is introduced in each of our previous follow-up meetings.
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Here I sat 5 years after my last chemotherapy, ever so bedazzled that the Doctor proclaimed this 5 year milestone. You see, all along I knew…all along that corridor walking from healing to health I knew…I knew there was Health.
That was my choice and I went for it like a Trojan horse, unleashing all my hidden tools within me. Like a tiger out scouting to find the healing nourishment written by those whose experience had given results and proof and can fill me with the healing help I wanted. All this and more. I included applying all the tools in my understanding.
Why else were those tools put there if not for using them toward Health? !!
Sprinting across the 5 year line of “free of cancer cells” and onto indoctrination into the class of “being healthy in all respects” was my doctor’s statement. With this announcement, I graduated to the yearly follow-up replacing the half-yearly.
“You are 10 out of 10”, commenting on how she just loves my blood test results and her wish that all her clients would bring such grades.
Smiling and shining a glow was my case doctor in the Hematology department, the department head, receiving me as I delicately sat down for my half-yearly follow-up.
Health! That was my line, ingrained in every single meditation, every step in my morning walks during and after chemotherapy. “Health, Life, Growth”.
That spot within me directed to what I programmed within my thought, my belief that linked it straight to that energy place inside me, that inner feeling that reverberated and quivered shouting out at me: this is the exact spot- ‘WANT’.
The unconditional, 100% of true desire without buts and ands. The exact sentence, so precise in its positive and present tense, worded description of my ‘WANT’, true desire… “I WANT Health”
The doctor mentioned that I probably had a few fears along the way. She sure was perplexed when I stared up slanting my head in wonder. Had I felt fears?, I asked myself.
Casting my eyes downward now, striking that by now well known to me pose of inward searching, I looked within myself to keep the conversation open. I rephrased the word fears to- experiences along the way. We both agreed that I was not her typical patient and that my progress toward health was commendable.
Her closing statement to me, as is introduced in each of our previous follow-up meetings – “If all my patients were like you I wouldn’t have any patients”. This time she added…”until 120, a long life”…
Written on October 13, 2015