Here is another, more graphic analogy I can think of when I turn my back from what I know I should be doing for my own good. This happens to also involve a dog, MY dog. We love our dog and we want to make sure she is safe and healthy. Therefore, we feed her good healthy dog...
I don’t care for the analogy of “battle” in this journey to wellness. It’s not me; I am not a fighter. I will consider this cancer to be an unwelcome guest, a guest I will soon escort out of my body with the help of medicine and Dr. Phibbs. How many battles can we win ...