I have been thinking a lot lately about how unpredictable life is and how we take every day for granted. Yesterday my faithful entourage and I went back to Dr.Cortina to have him “de-kink” my now famous port. Daddy went back with me to make sure that it was working before we left the facility, needless to say the doctor checked it(3 times) before I got off of the table. Daddy also got to observe the last 15 minutes or so of the procedure, with strict orders from me not to describe what the doctor was doing! Before we left I asked for an antibiotic once the doctor said that there was a slim chance of infection due to reopening the incision site. Now “slim chance” wouldn’t send most people into freak out mode but considering the fact that I seem to fall into the “slim chance” category I decided that safe was better than sorry! But back to my strict orders to daddy, hmmm. I should have been more specific because today he didn’t waste a second describing in disturbing detail what the doctor was doing during those last minutes!! EWWWW. Bruised, bleeding but greatly relieved to have this correction behind us we all headed out in different directions only to meet up again today at Dr.McNulty’s for labs, a face to face with the doc and then off to try a new chemo med called Adriamycin also known as Doxorubicin. What prompted this need for change you are asking yourself? Well as it turns out the Taxol wasn’t doing it’s job(remember that slim chance category?) just say’n! So the good news is that it takes a lot less time to administer and less prep meds, down side which I must say is kind of weird is that it can turn a patients urine red, yes I said red. I am so glad I had a heads up about that or I would have truly freaked out. I mean can you imagine seeing red when you go tinkle? Other than that the only side effect so far is that I am having mild nausea which I have meds for thank goodness. More good news and praises: it has been less than a month and except for the battle scar that believe me I earned, I feel great. When I think back over the past year and how fast things have changed and all that I and my family have been through I am in awe at how God has never left me or(even when it seems so)how God has NEVER given me more than I can handle. I have always thought of myself as a strong and determined person but I never thought about where that strength and determination originated from. Silly me I gave myself all the credit but what all of this and especially the hip surgery or more accurately the days after surgery has taught me is this: My strength and determination come from the Lord. It is a gift bestowed upon me that I have needed all of my life but never as much as in recent times and I am certain in times yet to come. This brings me back to my first statement and so I ask all of you to think about this-why do we take every day for granted? I don’t mean why do we assume that we will wake up tomorrow and the next day and so on, I mean “Why do we take each day for granted?” Because we tend to do this we miss out on so many opportunities to do God’s work and to glorify him. I mentioned before that I felt called to share my testimony at other churches and that I am terrified to do this, that has not changed but I will not allow fear to stop me from doing what I believe God has called me to do. When I first started blogging I shared with you the first thought I had once I was diagnosed, quiz time!! DO you remember what it was? Oh o.k it’s late so I’ll tell you. My very first thought was “please don’t let me miss an opportunity to serve God.” I have joked and said that from now on I’ll be careful what I wish for because believe me I never had a clue that this was in God’s plans for me, but there you go. I guess when you have a big mouth, strong opinions and a love for God that defies definition, you get what’s coming to ya! I am scared but also excited because I want people to know what God can do and has done for me and I know that he will be there as my comforter when I draw my last breath. It just doesn’t get any better than that. Next week we get to have an eye exam, both hands checked because of carpel tunnel and of course chemo! Like I said, life with a cancer patient is never boring!
2 Corinthians 6:3-10
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