Tomorrow I'll be going for my second treatment. Not sure how to describe the feeling that I have now.
"Fearful" is too stong a word.
"Afraid" is not accurate in descibing the feeling.
"Concerned"... well, yes but not quite.
Of course there is that small amount of fear but it is more to do with fearing the physical feeling of the treatment, i.e. the nausea.
Am I really afraid, nah... not quite. Josie can testify to that as I seem "eager" and chatty going in to my first treatment. This time, knowing what the process is, there is a small amount trepidation but I believe that God's hand in on me and I need not fear but I would be dishonoring God if I do not confess that there is this small niggling feeling within me that I can't quite put my finger on.
Perhaps "anxious" is as close to the feeling that I can describe but only to a lesser extent.
I'll go tomorrow knowing that God, my family and friends are with me.
In God I Trust.
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