H.O.P.E.: How to slay a dragon’s little brother — Part 5

Part 1: The beginning

Part 2: H – Humor.

Part 3: O – Opportunity to Serve

Part 4: P — Physical Well-Being

Part 5: E – Education

The knight stepped out the door and onto the castle courtyard’s jogging track. He quickly picked up his pace and both Fear and the Fairy Godfather struggled to stay with him.  “C’mon Fairyboy.”  The Fairy Godfather winced at the nickname and at having to fly to keep up with the now mobile knight.

“So what’s next, Fairyboy?  The letter E — Elephant?  Electricity?  Earwax?

The winded Fairy wheezed, “Education.”

“That is short.  What do I need to become educated about? French?  Chess?  Chinese Checkers?” said the knight sarcastically.

“No, you need to learn all you can about your situation.  Know your disease.  Be able to carry on a conversation with your doctor.”

“Why?” said the knight.

“Don’t you think if you know what you’re doctor is saying, it will reduce your stress?  For example, a man is diagnosed with melanoma in situ — doesn’t that sound absolutely dire?  It does have melanoma in its name.  But it’s 100% curable. The melanoma is still in the radial phase and hasn’t started going vertical.  It can be cut out with a simple surgical procedure.  But if you didn’t know what ‘in situ’ meant (in place), you’d think it was Latin for ‘buy coffin.’ Knowledge is power.  You don’t have to go to John Hopkins Medical school — but try to learn a little about your situation.”

The knight stopped. Fear came up from behind, panting.  “I remember when I was diagnosed.  The doctor sounded like Charlie Brown’s parents.  Wa Wa Waa Wa Wa Cancer Wa Wa Wa.  I didn’t understand a word he said.  Well, except one.”

The Fairy Godfather nodded. “Did you have someone in the room with you taking notes?”

“No. I guess that was my first mistake,” shrugged the knight.

“Doctors are people just like you. They have families, lives, schedules.  They have gone through years of amazing medical training.  But they may or may not have great people skills. Help them out.  Learn a few words of their language.  And if you can ask her (or him) intelligent questions about your disease, then that will improve your odds of being able to get the right treatment. Educate yourself. Take charge of your care.  Help the doctor heal you.”

When the Fairy Godfather stopped talking, the knight rubbed his temples and looked at him.  “So doctor’s aren’t gods?

The Fairy Godfather laughed, ” No.  They’re doctors. Like I said, they’re people just like us — well, just in your case, they’re much, much smarter.” The knight shot a dirty look at the Fairy who continued,” They’re highly trained and can help you.  You just need to help them help you. And you can do that by doing your homework.  Learn. Check out if there is any advocacy groups for your disease. They’re good sources of quality information.”

“You mean you can’t trust everything you read on the Internet?” quipped the knight.

The Fairy continued, “check out the bookstore. And yes, you can use the Internet to find information.  And don’t be afraid to ask your doctor where you can find information, too.  I promise you, knowledge is a great anti-anxiety drug.”

Fear threw up in the bushes. All this talk of anti-anxiety was making him ill.

“I think your friend is getting sick of you.” smiled the Fairy Godfather.  The knight started walking even faster.  Fear was getting weaker and weaker.

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©2011 Marshall Ramsey.

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8 Responses to H.O.P.E.: How to slay a dragon’s little brother — Part 5

  1. kingfish says:

    The rusted chains of prison moons
    Are shattered by the sun.
    I walk a road, horizons change
    The tournament’s begun.
    The purple piper plays his tune,
    The choir softly sing;
    Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
    For the court of the crimson king.

    The keeper of the city keys
    Put shutters on the dreams.
    I wait outside the pilgrim’s door
    With insufficient schemes.
    The black queen chants
    the funeral march,
    The cracked brass bells will ring;
    To summon back the fire witch
    To the court of the crimson king.

    The gardener plants an evergreen
    Whilst trampling on a flower.
    I chase the wind of a prism ship
    To taste the sweet and sour.
    The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
    The orchestra begin.
    As slowly turns the grinding wheel
    In the court of the crimson king.

    On soft grey mornings widows cry,
    The wise men share a joke;
    I run to grasp divining signs
    To satisfy the hoax.
    The yellow jester does not play
    But gently pulls the strings
    And smiles as the puppets dance
    In the court of the crimson king.

  2. Melba Ann Williams says:

    Marshall you write so beautifully where this can be such a benefit to another who is facing the challenges that you have met. The Cartoons are so amazing with each part–I had read snippets & thought you had a series of books coming out.. Just read all 5 parts to catch up…. The thing that impresses me the most– is the emphasis on humor. I do think it releases defenses against the demons in our bodies that trigger cancer. The main reason you are so famous is your humor to go with your Toons. With the stress of today’s world..we need to tune in to Marshall daily–get our dose of defenses and stay healthy. You are doing a miraculous thing & saving lives. Have you ever known anyone who died of the Squamous Cell Carcinoma? The most frightened I have ever been was when the Dr. came in–‘You have skin cancer.’ I hope he got it all. Scars do not bother me–Dr. just get the dragons out. You mean so much to so many people—that has to feel good.

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