My friend Yianis, was diagnosed with Stage 4 Hogkins Lymphoma a few months ago. When I first found out, reality took a bit to hit. But, the moment I told Ryan reality hit, like when nothing before. The moment I told Ryan it was more real. Way more real. Tears flowed from my face, every time I would think about it. Yianis was my first friend out here in Colorado. My own friend, that is. He was there for me when I had no one else. When me and Ryan had a fight, or I just needed someone to be there so that I could get away from everything else, and have someone around that had nothing to do with the whirlwind of every day life. Yianis was the type of friend that would be there for me, for anything. No matter what.
The odds of him beating this cancer was really good after he was first diagnosed. Everything happened so fast. Doctor that Wednesday. Hospital Thursday. Surgery #1 Friday. Surgery #2 Monday. Chemo therapy the next Monday. But the road was quite bright. Which eased my mind. People beat cancer every day. The odds were awesome. Chemo = problem fixed. No Chemo= 6 months to live.
I talked to him on Monday. Odds have dropped to 50/50. Which could be worse. Much worse. But it could be better. Much better.
I guess it kind of relates to glass half full or half empty. 50/50. Manifesting positive will only bring more positive. But its just the fear of it all…the fear of losing a good friend. A friend that I could not replace.