Wednesday, November 6, 2013

BAD NEWS ways to think about it

The doctor's voice was so cheery that for a fraction of a second I thought the news was good.  How can someone be so cheery when the next sentence starts. . .There's cancer... . .

Someone said to me two days beforehand that the test result I feared might be a blessing. Trying to think of a blessing it could conceivably be.  Not coming up with much.  Well, it forced me to get closer to a supportive friend, and to enlist a kind of support I've known for almost a year that I should ask for.  And it forces me to write.

A story:   Once years ago my car broke down in the rain, in the dark, on a stretch of divided road where there was no place to turn around.  The police sent a tow truck, an eighty dollar tow.  The tow truck driver asked me if I couldn't believe it could have been worse.  The next morning I had an appointment with my wonderful counselor who said, Yes, it could have been worse.  And it could have been better.

I think of those words now.  It could be worse.  It could be better.

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