It has been 5 years and I have thought about what you said at our last visit many times. You probably don’t remember me, I am just another patient in a long series of patients and just another record in your files.
The look of the exam room – beige walls, veneer cabinets and a reproduction print of a lily that is found in many doctors’ offices, I am sitting on the chair in the room when you enter, as I sit in stunned silence you talk about my future.
I walk out of the office not sure what to do next, I am on auto pilot as I make my way through the halls, down the elevator and out to the parking garage where I get into my car and wonder what to do next.
Six months later in a small church on
Dr E, I write this to you as I have just received my latest mammogram results and to let you know that for the last 5 years I battled in my mind almost daily as symptoms would come I battled to stay in Gods embrace and to keep the faith in Him. I battled against the words you spoke that day. I battled to prove you wrong.
Dr E, you were right it isn’t a matter of if – I have been clean for 5 years now, but where you were wrong is that it is NOT a matter of when either.
Matthew 15:30
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