Last November, my dad rang me… He told me to keep calm…My granddad have just been diagnosed with lung cancer.
For those of you who knows about lung cancer, it often spreads very quickly with very little chance of recovery. It is almost like a one way street.
I flew back the weekend after to see my granddad, who was then started his treatment in a cramped hospital in the most polluted and crowded city in Vietnam.
My granddad is a well-known doctor. He must have seen it coming quite some time back. Seeing him in the hospital, having loss so much weight, I couldn’t help but feel how feeble a human’s life can be.
4 months on, my granddad is still receiving treatments. He is still enthusiastic and positive as ever. He told me the other day ‘I started to grow a lot of vegetables so you better come back soon to eat them’!
So what made the difference? It’s positive thinking…
My granddad has always been full of list. He has been a great inspiration to me and an important figure of my childhood. Even in that hospital room in November, I could never forget his smiley face. Although he couldn’t talk much, he was more positive than any of us. It wasn’t that he deliberately ignored the reality. I think he has accepted and fully embraced it. He was determined to make any passing days count.
Therefore, if you, or your close ones encounter the cancer devil, remember positive thinking is a very important factor in survival.
By Fi Dinh