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The Chair...Do you know people who like to have certain things done a certain way as a part of a ritual of sorts? Well, I must admit, I’m one of them. For example, I read my favorite bible scriptures before every treatment and ask God to please watch over me and to protect me, I try to dress up for treatment (if you look good you feel good – seriously), and last but not least; chemo treatments must always been given in the same chair each time. It has to be the chair along the left wall. So, imagine my surprise when someone had MY CHAIR. It’s like the pews at church. Everyone knows where everyone sits and you don’t take someone else’s seat; whether you beat them to it or not. Okay, so now I am faced with a dilemma. Besides starring the poor man down, I truly stood there for a moment and didn’t know what to do or where to go. I know he was thinking “Why is this woman standing here?” So, I walk through the Treatment Center and think, what would be a good SECOND choice. How often do we get a second choice? I really didn’t want a second choice. I wanted my chair that I have sat in for the last month. Did he not receive the memo? Okay, so now I sense I have a bad attitude and I can’t shake it. I want my chair. Without appearing to sound like Angelica from the Rugrats, I knew that I had to get my act together. So, what would any other breast cancer survivor in my position do? She would tell the nurse on him. Yes, I have sunken to a whole new level thanks to chemo. My nurse was nice enough to recommend a new seat for me. She explained that she understood my “dilemma”. So there I sit ACROSS from him on the far right wall. Not in MY chair on the left side that I must have. Chemo begins and I realize I better pray for a better attitude and for forgiveness. The medicine begins to work and I am starting to get sleepy. Oh wait; I must stare him down one more time. I then think, gosh he must be new here (of all the places to pick, why would he want to be here). He doesn’t know the routine. I then fall asleep. I am awakened by my nurse. “Judie, we have good news for you…your tumor markers have dropped. The chemo treatments are working.” Then I heard her radio playing so softly Lone Star’s - I’m Already There. I was, focused on what I thought was the best seat as if it was somehow connected to the best treatment or the best news. The good news was already planned for me by God, no matter where I was sitting. Sometimes, what we think in life is the best “seat” really isn’t. I had the privilege and honor of sitting in someone else’s favorite seat and what a BLESSING it was. Shame on me for having a bad attitude. Let’s just blame it on the chemo and thank God above that I was given a SECOND CHOICE/seat! And more so that God was already there as I struggled with something so simple and found me worthy of receiving such good news when I wasn’t at my best. For sure, I know that I spent more time worrying about my outward appearance that day and the unimportance of where I sat. God was already waiting for me at my new seat...

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