The Scaries

Can we talk about fear for just a second? Oh, it's not really my favorite topic for discussion. I'm also not a big fan of anxiety. But these things show up, don't they?

Today is my annual mammogran aka Boob smoosh. It is uncomfortable in many different ways. The last one I had put me in a major tailspin of fear and fortunately, it turned out just fine.

What I remember about that experience was an attempt to come to terms to whatever the results turned out to be would help me live a life of intentionality and no regrets. And, girl howdy, I have lived that way ever since. No regrets.

You know how much I love social media - it is a space to share stories and celebrate - but one must be mindful of what is on it.

A few month's back, someone posted a comment along the lines of, 'it isn't a matter of if you will have cancer but a matter of what kind'. Now, I don't recall if that was the exact post but that is what I took away from reading it. It came to mind today and then with selective self-talk I reminded myself that is absolutely NOT TRUE for the obvious reasons.

I am down talking my fear today. I won't shush it away entirely because all feelings are real and offer something for me to learn. I think today's adventure in healthcare points out several ideas for me to think about one of which is, no matter what, I will be okay. ❤