Well, here I am to say hi. I'm going to keep this short (mainly because I have this stupid thing on my middle finger that makes it hard to type with.)
Can I first say how overwhelmed I am by all of the prayers on my behalf, literally all over the world? I think one of my first and foremost lessons out of this will be the power of prayer. Holy cow. Please don't stop.
Obviously, the news wasn't *exactly* what I was hoping for, but it is still encouraging, nonetheless. Basically, since it's cancer, the doctor said the surgery couldn't have gone any better. Next stop, chemo. Dang it, I had just started growing my hair out and it was a fabulous color, thanks to my friend Aimee. Oh well...
In all honesty, it is the prayer that has me in a really good place today. I've been up and walking several times today. I'm sitting in a chair typing right now and I've even pooped (sorry, yes, I did just go there!) I feel relief. Yep, relief. The days of not knowing and wondering were killing me. Now, I know the plan. And I know God is in the plan. I STILL believe He is answering the prayer that there will be no more cancer in my body. It's just that I get to have chemo too.
God has held my hand over this past week. He'll hold my hand during the next chapter. I'm still a little scared. But mostly I'm at peace. Weird, huh? Jesus is just good like that. And so is the morphine. Little nervous for when that stops. I'll probably be here in the hospital until the end of the week. Friends have been so great to be here visiting with me.
Here's another cool, God showing up story and then I'll be done for the night. When I did my pre-admittance work they swabbed me for MRSA. Well, if you don't know us very well, here's your chance to learn our dirty little secret... my kids battle MRSA and have passed it back and forth for the last few years. So, not a big surprise when I found out I'm a host in my nose. Which means, I get a private room. Which means Steve can spend the night with me. My good friend, Sarah drove down from Ann Arbor, MI today to spend the night with me tonight. If it wasn't for MRSA, I'd have a roommate and no one would be able to spend the night. Ha!
Just another praise.
I am truly humbled by your prayers and response to my situation. And I'm not to shy to ask that you would continue, wanna join me on this little journey? I'd love the company. (Although, next time, let's just all take a cruise together!)