Race with Cancer

I woke up this morning and felt my abdomen. My tumor has grown.
I can not deny that it exists. I talk to Brian/ Dad about my concerns.
I wonder if it would be better for me to live in town while I fight this battle. I know that I will not have the strength or energy to care for this farm while I am engaged in this battle. Dad talks to me about not giving up. I am not a fighter and that has him concerned. He tells me that I need to really fight this if I am going to make it. He doesn't want to lose me- He needs me. I told him that I am a winner which ever way this goes. If Heavenly Father calls me home -I win as I am with family. If he grants me more time upon this earth- I win because I am still with family. It is a win- win situation for me but it is heartache for those that I leave behind. I will fight this if I get the chance. I will find out whose side Time is on after the biopsies. Death does not scare me but the cancer treatments and the surgery do,so does process of dying from cancer.