In to Every Life a Little Rain Must Fall

I just got word today that my mother has breast cancer. Fortunately, this is highly treatable because it is in the first stages. I called my parents to ask more details. My mother said that the doctor told her she has two options. She can have radiation, or she can have a mastectomy. He said, "Of course with the mastectomy you will be flat afterwards." She said, "Oh, I don't care, I've been flat all my life". That's my mother...she's a tough cookie. She chose the mastectomy because she has known people who have had radiation and knows how difficult it is. I really think she has made a wise decision. They will remove the breast, as well as the lymph node under her arm. She doesn't care about having a breast missing, she cares about being healthy and not having to worry about it reocurring. I think attitude does play a big part in recovery, and my mother is a strong person. She is about 83 years old, and can still climb fences and appears more like a woman 10 years younger. She isn't afraid of death, but she has faith that this treatment will work. I have faith too, and of course I will pray for her.