Were my fingers wrong?

Oh, no, I cried

Don't let it be.

Please, God,

Not to me.

Imagination...

That's all it is.

If I just wait

It will go away.

Time has passed.

The lump has grown.

I'm becoming frightened;

My cries are ignored.

Hey, listen, please!

I feel a lump.

It's swollen.

It hurts

And can no longer be ignored.

A visit to the doctor

Becomes a must.

Examination, a touch, a feel--

Imagination!!!

No, my god, it's real!!!

Prepare yourself for surgery--

Simple biopsy or mastectomy.

Outside I smiled;

Within I cried.

Tell me please

My body lies.

Why me, oh God, why me?

So long I feared a hysterectomy.

Now I have to face this;

A radical is a possibility.

Oh, God, give me strength.

I can't handle this alone.

I need someone to understand

The fears I know

The tears unshed.

Grant me an inner glow.

I felt at peace.

I accepted the surgery.

I prepared myself

For a mastectomy.

God guided the surgeon's hand

And ridded me of my malignancy.

While my breast was gone,

I became cancer free.

My friends were in tears

And I saw their pity.

Put a smile on your face.

Don't feel sorry for me.

Why fear this surgery?

I'm still a woman and a wife.

I have a beautiful scar.

This is my scar of life.