All I wanted to see and hear was there is a way through this, I wanted evidence that others had succeeded. The medical world could not or seemingly would not give me any hope.
I had seen my younger brother go through a battle with Cholangio the Beast, only 2 years before. Graeme had taken the fight head on to Cholangio, but he became punch drunk from his effort and with no energy left, succumbed. I decided on a different tack, I created a parallel type world in my mind, a world where I embraced Cholangio the Beast. I could see myself walking alongside it, learning its ways, in the hope that I could somehow negotiate a better outcome.
There is no manual for overcoming this type of challenge, there is no right or wrong way, no tough or smart advantage, you just have to have an unconditional willingness in the absence of all hope, to simply get back up and take that next step. I learned to never question this – questioning just weakened my resolve.