The Whiplash of Grateful/Ungrateful

Grateful: One doctor said it was the divine hand of Providence that my cancer was discovered before it had spread to the point of being incurable. It was an accident that we learned some minor family history that called for an early colonoscopy (not that we expected to find anything). If we had waited until I was old enough for the regular recommendation, well, I wouldn't have been around to get it.

Ungrateful: Couldn't the divine hand of Providence have been just slightly more divine? Stage I cancer would have felt diviner than stage III.

Grateful: Husband knew I should get screened and nagged me into it.

Ungrateful: Initial doctor was not that concerned, and it took months to schedule.

Grateful: Only in one lymph node!

Ungrateful: @#@#@$#@, it's in a lymph node!

Grateful: Good survival odds.

Ungrateful: Terrifying to have "odds" at all.