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  • Helplessness: that dull, sick feeling of not being the one at the reins. When did you last feel like that – and how did you overcome it? See all answers
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    • It was July 21, 1991 when M husband was taken in to surgery to remove a spot from the upper lobe of his left lung. I had a little warning when the doctor who had arranged for a cat-scan on the past Friday said there was a spot about the size of a dime on the upper lobe of my husband's left lung. The doctor walking right near behind me tapped on my shoulder lightly and said "Keep your chin up". He had said the dime sized spot seen there was probably scar tissue. We went in on the next Friday for surgery was scheduled. The spot was to be removed.
      The surgeon came to us after the surgery and said the spot had grown from a spot into a mass that was lapped over the breastbone. They could do no surgery. The doctor said it was small cell cancer also called "oat cell". He said it responded well to treatment. I had worked closely with the American Cancer Society and knew a lot about all different kinds
      of cancer. It was then with my knowledge I felt helpless and frightened. I put on a brave face but I was not feeling at all brave. I felt that my props had been kicked out from under me. Yes, I did think I was having the reins taken out of my hands

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