I just can't help but wonder
As my mind seems lost in space
Will the scan results tomorrow
Mean another trial for me to face?
I ask myself, how many times
Must I fight this battle with cancer?
It seems three times should be enough
But my question brings no answer
For three months, I've sweated bullets
Over an x-ray with a tiny spot
Lord, give me strength as I sit and wait
For that other shoe to drop
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge
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