It was May 2016 when they found cancer cells in my esophagus. My doctor told me that I needed an esophagectomy, which involved removal of my food pipe. Initially, I was just kind of in shock and I didn’t know what questions to ask the doctor. Unless you go through something you really don’t know what to ask. But I have a very strong faith. I knew that no matter what happened, whether I made it or not, I was going to be ok and was at peace as I went into the surgery. After the surgery it was apparent that I wasn’t able to care for myself. But when you have been the caretaker all your life, it is very hard to ask for help. As time went on, it became easier for to me to ask for help and rely on others to assist with my care. I’ve learnt what’s important in life and what’s not and I no longer get upset with trivial things. I used to be a workaholic and even though I still have a very demanding schedule, I’ve put my priorities in the right order. I enjoy every moment because truly, every moment is a gift.