|Rob and me in a coffee shop in Highlands. He’s a good man.|
(Okay, I’m long-winded today. Chalk it up to Benadryl. However, most of what I have written was after the effects of the elixir had subsided. I’m just in love with God and want to share my enthusiasm with you.)
I am currently in the midst of my fourth infusion of chemotherapy (it’s Thursday afternoon but I will post this on Friday). After today, I will have 12 more. Eight more will be this combination today of Taxol and Carboplatin (contains platinum).
The remaining four treatments that follow will be an even more aggressive combo of Adriamycin and Cytoxin. As long as my blood counts stay good, none of those should be put off. So, you can always pray for my blood counts to be within the acceptable range for receiving chemo. You know how it is with prescribed medicine. If you mess with the schedule, it can hinder the effectiveness of the medicine. Well, that’s how it is with chemo, too.
As much as it has its side effects, it does its job well to kill the cancer cells. Chemo targets those fast metabolizing cells, like cancer. But, it doesn’t discriminate between the fast metabolizing good cells (like skin, hair, nails, eyes, the digestive system from mouth to…well, you know) and those spastic cancer cells that cause good ones to mutate and become cancer. So, while it’s killing the cancer, it’s killing those other ones, too. Praise God because at this point, I have suffered only a portion of one day fatigued. It was not suffering. It was a Sunday, a good day to rest anyway. I did just that after church that day.
The human body is an amazing piece of God’s workmanship, for sure! Indeed!
I can tell this combination of Taxol and Carboplatin are working to soften the tumor and shrink it. The lymph nodes that have also been infected with cancer seem to be responding to the chemo as well. As I have cited verses from Proverbs 31 regarding the virtuous woman, a sweet and younger friend sent me her thoughts on my platinum medicine. She said,
‘A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.’
Recent reports indicate that rubies go for about $1000 an ounce.
Platinum runs more like $ 1600 an ounce.
You are officially worth more than rubies. Good job.”
Yes folks, it is official. I am worth FAR more than rubies. Sigh and smile. : ) Maybe on the other side of this, I’ll get a ruby ring set in platinum….or maybe one that looks like it to serve as a reminder. That’s not a hint. It’s just an idea. Thanks Benadryl.
As I look around this place I notice that cancer is no respecter of persons. There are people here from all walks of life, of varying ages, from several nationalities, men and women, all walking through a variety of cancers.
Just a bit ago, one among us had a reaction to the therapy and has since been transported to the hospital. Rob and I prayed for that one as all the nurses and doctors circled around that patient to help, assess the situation, and make decisions. The patient will be fine, I do believe, but it is sobering when that happens. Believe it or not, another has also right now gone that way and another ambulance is coming to fetch her.
My doctor has come down to check on all his patients who are here being infused and observing comrades in peril. More prayers are being lifted up by us as he steps away. I pray for him, too. That’s another prayer request for you, too. Pray for Dr. Pippas’ stamina, emotions, good health, quick thinking, and thorough knowledge of cutting edge cures for this chronic illness and all the other ones he treats. He’s a great oncologist. I thank God for him. I pray blessings over him, his family, and those who work here and upstairs with him as he works his way around the infusion room.
What else do I see and hear?
- Hope in adversity
- The word “Believe” in plaques and on posters
- Nurses and doctors who are truly called to do what they do and who minister in ways I never thought I would come to realize
- Hearts that are tender
- Love that is unconditional
- Mercy abounding
- Joy in smiles
- Words of life being spoken
- Prayers being prayed over chemo bags and patients
- God’s radiance
- Hospitality in warmed blankets being spread over cool legs and feet, and cookies being delivered to me by my youngest son, David, who is days away from graduating. (I understand that sugar helps to deliver the chemo poisons faster…what does that tell you about sugar?!) Please don’t send me sugar, though. My Lorna Doone’s are just fine while I take in the chemo with glasses of water. Once home, I have to limit the bleached addictive poison transporter. Bummer.
- Potential for ministry
- Thankfulness for God’s faithfulness
- God’s presence
- Battles being fought and won
- My standard Chick-fil-A Southwest grilled chicken salad (my “usual on chemo day”)
- Water, water, water, water, water; did I mention water? Flush out the toxins, Amy.
- Bonnets, hats, scarves, caps, shiny heads, fuzzy heads, lustrous real hair, other Delilahs – all beautiful
- Supportive loved ones in family and friends
- Abundant blessings
- My husband’s voice as he speaks with the family bringing our dinner
I am so thankful. There is nothing deserving a negative utterance. Life is good. Life with Christ is abundant. I am abundantly blessed and living life for Him. Oh yeah, He will never leave me nor forsake me. He is the living God. Believe it. Believe Him. Hold fast to Him. Draw near to Him. Don’t waver. Be grateful. Consider it all joy. Persevere, endure. Believe. Trust. Obey. Abide. BELIEVE.
Well, the weekend is upon us and how wonderful that will be, huh? I pray yours is blessed with laughter, intimacy with God through prayer and being in the Word and worshiping with others at church encouraging one another, taking time to rest, find joy, and appreciate good health with no bitterness over ill health.
He is a good God! He is the God! He is worthy of praise. He is faithful. I trust Him. \0/ (That’s a symbol I found for praising Him).
SDG! (Soli Deo Gloria = “To God alone be the glory.”) \0/