Breakfast with a neurologist

I had never met a neurologist or a neurosurgeon before, until Christmas Eve. My mom was given a very kind doctor named, Dr. Pavot, who had the unpleasant job of delivering her diagnosis news to me. I remained strong during his visit, but shortly after had many tears. He came and found me minutes later, and was such a supportive doctor both medically and emotionally.

Imagine my surprise today, when Dr. Pavot asked if he could pull up a chair next to me in the hospital cafe, and eat breakfast together! During our visit he said how my mom had such a great attitude, and patients with that attitude always do the best. He also took the time, to tell me that our worry really accomplishes nothing, and that if anything, all worry does is take away from the quality of your day to day life. He said that all any of us can do, is lead a healthy lifestyle, and enjoy each day, as each day is all we are really guaranteed. I walked away from our impromptu breakfast very rejuevenated, and ready to fight this cancer battle with my mom. I am realizing that we may not win this battle, (although we will certainly try!) yet we will have won valuable time together, and that is a lesson I want my mom to take with her into the cancer battlefield...her second battle with cancer begins today, with the first day of chemo and radiation...