Friday, December 17, 2010

Uh Oh!

He looked down at the ostomy bag, a gift from 2000 cancer surgery.  Its contents were the color of black raspberries  A dark bluish-purple with a tinge of red at the very edge where it was thin.  Was it dread, fear he felt?  The last time he saw this much blood wasn't a good time.  It was the beginning of a struggle.  A life or death struggle.  Is that what was happening?

He wasn't surprised.  He always felt it would be back for him.  It was just a matter of time.  After ten years he had hoped.  But, it looked like it wasn't to be.

There was no "Why Me?" question.  Simply, is it back Will I prevail againHas the struggle begun anew?

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