Listen up cancer

This weekend, I had a random and odd thought. Yes, I do have those from time to time - random thoughts.

They say that a baby's can hear you in while they are in the womb; what about cancer cells? Can they hear you? So that got me thinking, if I were to be able to "talk" to Christopher's Cancer what would I say. (Besides "Get out!")

What would I say to his cancer if it were to come "knock" on my door. That got me thinking about a song (and this is where the random part comes in). And if I had to tell Christopher's cancer anything - it would be this:

Control
by Poe

Don't you mess with a little girl's dream
'Cause she's liable to grow up mean
Surprised you to find that I'm laughing?
You thought that you'd find me in tears
You thought I'd be crawling the walls
Like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear
Well you may be king for the moment
But I am a queen understand
And I've got your pawns and your bishops
And castles
All inside the palm of my hand
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control

This is beginning to feel good
Watching you squirm in your shoes
A small bead of sweat on your brow
And a growl in your belly YOU'RE scared to let through
You thought you could keep me from loving
You thought you could feed on my soul
But while you were busy destroying my life
What was half in me has become whole
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control

So this is how it feels
To breath in the summer air
To feel the sand between my toes
And love inside my ear
All those things that you taught me to fear
I've got them in my garden now
And YOU'RE not welcome here
COME HERE
Come a little bit closer
Let me look at you
I gave you the benefit
Of the doubt it's true
But keep in mind my darling
Not every saint is a fool
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
I WAS TAKING CONTROL
Now I have taken control
...CONTROL
Don't you mess with me

Odd and random, I know - but I will not let this cancer control me or the life of my family.