The boogeyman lives under my bed –
Sometimes he tries to sneak into my head
I plug my ears and stomp and shout
Trying to tearfully block him out.
He used to be just a scary story
Until the day he arrived in his glory
The news came through the telephone line –
“You have cancer” – now you’re mine.
We drove him back under the bed
Did surgery, chemo, everything they said
Prayed and hoped he would stay hid
But that’s not what this monster did…
Today I got another call
That pushed my back against the wall-
The sucker’s rearing his ugly head
I “need to get checked out more”, they said….
It may be nothing or it may be bad –
Oh man, this news makes me scared and sad!
So here we go for another round
Trying to not flip upside down.
God only knows and He’s not saying
What around this corner is waiting
But my God is bigger than this boogeyman
And I’ve got to trust that I’m in His hands.
3/24/16 Teresa Norman
Tuesday was the mammogram, Thursday was the call where they said they need more imaging and a pathologist to sort out what happens next in my life.