Ok brace yourself. I am going to say something that is initially going to sound a little crazy, but just bear with me. I actually consider myself lucky that cancer was my battle to fight. I know a ton of people right now going through things with as yet discovered causes and no specific direction or plan. It is an awful way to exist. The discomfort, the suffering, the lack of answers, the whole nine yards. The fear of the unknown is a real thing. I think it literally is an impediment to healing.
I am hear to tell ya, that my cancer was no picnic. To say that I am lucky sounds ridiculous to say. I get it that I am not lucky that I had cancer, twice in two years. Yes I know. What I mean to say more purposefully is that at least my demon was described and known and right in front of me, allowing me to have a definite target to tackle. It was terrifying for sure, but at least I had the privilege of knowing what I was fighting. It intensified my focus and enhanced my hope that there might be an end to the tunnel. Everybody I know right now that is battling does not have a set enemy in sight and no specific plan. Bottom line, I am sending out the discovery and healing vibes out to everyone I know that is battling right now. I am here if you need me. I am here to help strategize. I am here to help if you want me to.
Dr. Katz


