Fight Like A What?

Fight Like A GirlFight Like A Girl. I see this all over. Sweatshirts, t-shirts, hats, blogs, cancer websites, you name it, this slogan/battle cry is printed on it. I’m embarrassed to admit that I didn’t get the whole “Fight Like A Girl” concept until today. Before, I thought that the saying was kind of an oxymoron. On the bus, a common “put down” for a rival boy was that he “fights like a girl”. It wasn’t a nice label. Everyone would laugh and point their fingers at the recipient of that saying. Let’s just say it wasn’t a saying used with a compliment in mind.

We’re on week two of the clinical trial. Three treatments down, too many more to go. As I watch my wife go through chemo again and everything that comes along with the treatments, I finally understand what it means. Finally. There’s absolutely no doubt that men are weaker than women when it comes to health. When I get sick, the world ends. I lay on the couch all day and I make people wait on me. If I went through half of what she did, I would certainly be a blubbery mess. I guess I could only wish I could fight like a girl. “He fights like a girl”.  That would be the highest honor someone could bestow on me.

At times when we can’t feel God or feel far away from Him, He shows back up through the kind acts of others. A gentle touch to the shoulder. A prayer. A kind word. A gesture. Constantly, we’re reminded of the goodness of people through all this. Some people don’t even know us, but yet they give and encourage us in ways that we could never imagine. Our freezer is brimming with meals for me to cook while Lindy is away in Ann Arbor. Cards arrive almost daily filled with donations and gift cards to help with the added expenses. Goodie plates, fruit, flowers, letters; it’s all here. Ironing, crafts for the kids, lawn care service – done. Friends at Herman Miller put together a huge care package for the family and presented it to me last week. Thank you does not seem sufficient.

Cool Stuff!

Since we’ve been praying for complete submission, my heart has been unsettled and restless. I don’t know what that means and why I am conflicted. Perhaps one day I’ll find out.

This entry was posted in Feelings, Living With Cancer and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Fight Like A What?

  1. Amy Sluiter says:

    Yes, Lindy is so amazing… truly a hero with her attitude, grace & humor…while she’s fighting the hardest fight of her life. You are a hero, too, Dusty, as you fight with her and care for your precious family. I pray daily that God gives you guys the strength, patience, and hope you need for each day. And we’re praying constantly for health and healing for Lindy. We know God himself is fighting for Lindy, too. Exodus 14:14 “The LORD will fight for you. You need only to be still.” Love you guys!
    Amy & Brent

  2. Niki Heil says:

    Dustin – we continue to pray for you in this battle for life that your family has been on for far too long – we wish we could take over some months for you somehow. May you Feel Jesus’ presence every moment. Love, Niki and Kevin

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>