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Monday morning, I was gently led into the surgeon’s private office, where his assistant sat with her head bowed down and softly said to me, “I am so sorry for your sad news.” I comforted her and pulled my “green scapular” out of my blouse and smiled responding, “Thank you for your kind concern but do not be troubled for I have given everything to Our Lady of Grace, the Holy Mother Mary and her Immaculate Heart. Whatever her Son desires, I support.” The oncologist came in wearing his scrubs and casually sat on the credenza behind the desk and blurted out, “How did you get this problem? You do not fit the profile.” I smiled and said, “Guess am supposed to have it for some reason, yet to be revealed.” I told the good doctor what I had informed his assistant of my total surrender and consecration to Our Lord through Holy Mother Mary and he said, “You must be Catholic.” I said, “I am.” And he said, “So is my wife.” And then he went on to share his recent experience visiting Rome and Assisi with her and how he was inspired by it and was given a rosary by his mother-in law. I said, “I will pray the rosary to Our Lady of Grace and I give my health entirely to God, the Divine Physician. I will let you do what you need to do for me with your God-given talent as a surgeon.”