I’m here to bring you all good news. That God is alive and continues to bless me with amazing things and enrich my life. As most of you know….Well lets start from a bit earlier so none of us are missing anything.
I was recuperating fast from my stem cell transplant. Getting my appetite back, gaining a tiny bit of the weight back that I lost during my transplant, engaged to be married and starting a new chapter with the most amazing woman in my life. Hit a bit of a pot hole it seemed like. I went into the doctor for a routine check up and he said he felt a small lymph node. I’m thinking, “Great! I hope its not what I think he thinks it is!” I got a PET scan that measure the metabolic activity in my body. (In other words, it checks for where cancer is in your body). With the results coming back being anything but stellar. It was abnormal. Now what? What does abnormal mean? Well, its not great news but it doesn’t necessarily mean anything. It could be nothing, my oncologist says to me. My negativity wraps around me like an ugly scarf. My mind races. Thinking of everything I’ve been through and what I have yet to go through. ”STOP” I said to myself. You don’t know anything for sure. I started to think positively instead. Taking every day by itself and not worrying about what might come tomorrow. God knows all that and he’ll take care of it. Why challenge my puny brain with work it CANNOT do like predict the future, so I won’t. I sacrificed everything to God and allowed him to place my future in accordance to His Will. Makes things much easier and less stressful. Bonus: I’m trusting God with my life. Who better to trust your life in? (Answer: No one) Anyway I need to get a biopsy of the misbehaving cells (abnormal cells). I got my biopsy Tuesday of this past week. It was to check for recurring Hodgkins Disease 3 months post stem cell transplant.
Waiting 3 days after my procedure to get a phone call from my doctor. My phone rings, knowing who it is before I see the screen, I answer. It was my oncologist’s assistant, she started explain that she had the results of the biopsy. “I have you results here” she explained. “Your doctor wanted me to tell you that the biopsy found NO sign of recurring Hodgkins disease.” she declared. My head sank into my arms, like a boulder falling through the ocean. God wanted to let me know that He healed me, and He alone allowed it to happen. “Thank you God!” I yelled. “Thank you Jesus, for answering my prayers!” There is no one I give high praises to other then God for this outcome. I thank Him for the doctors he put in my life and the decision for what medicine to use when.
With all of the prayers lifting up from you and I alike, God has decided to bless me with NEGATIVE biopsy results. God is with us always and this is proof that he listens to our prayers and is alive. Thank you all for you prayers, every single one makes a difference and thank Jesus, Lord of Heaven!