We’ve had typical North Carolina weather already in 2022. An acquaintance from Switzerland asked me one time what our winters were like. I told them the only way I knew to describe it is that “I have played golf on New Year’s Day in shirt sleeves in upper 70-degree weather and the next year I was chipping ice and shoveling snow.”
This year hasn’t been quite that extreme but heading out for my chemo treatment yesterday morning looked like heading into a blizzard. There was just nothing on the pavement and by the time we got home, no snow, everything was brown again. Oh well, good try, Mother Nature. Maybe next time. 😊
I finished my current treatment regimen at the end of the year and Monday, January 3, we got a fresh start on my third round.
Monday was a little tougher than normal because it was long. They drew blood, which with my PICC line is as easy as it gets. The doctor did a bone marrow biopsy, which is not terribly painful, but which is also not really fun. The point is to retrieve a sample of bone marrow from inside the bone. (It’s as much fun as it sounds.) It was my fourth in about 8 weeks and I didn’t faint like I did for the first one. That’s generally a big plus. And then we began a new course of chemo. This is a 5-day regimen just like the last one. IV chemo combined with oral chemo for 5 days, and then I’ll continue the oral chemo for roughly another 3-weeks.
I’ll be going to the cancer center for treatment each day this week. Fortunately, Monday’s snow was a non-event. I assume we’ll be back on 2-days a week after that for bloodwork and dressing changes.
Before and after treatment I worked from home on a few issues at work. Technology is a wonderful thing when you can make it work for you. I enjoy what I do. Right now, I miss the people. I’ll be back.
Overall, my numbers continue to improve. My body is gradually improving. Slowly, I’m recovering some natural defenses. It’s good to see the body respond as Papa designed it to work.
Today’s visit was great (non-eventful). We went in for a 2-hour IV session and came home.
I am still blessed to have no pain (well a little pain in the butt from the biopsy), no nausea and I generally feel great. I’m still eating well. Somedays menu selection is a little tough because most things don’t really taste right to me, but really, that’s so minor it’s hardly worth mentioning.
God continues to bless me.
I still stand on the promise of complete healing. I know Jesus is the healer.
And, as a bonus, I’m learning patience. (I don’t remember asking for that, but I’ll take it.)
Patience is about trust. I trust Jesus is the answer. His finished work guarantees success. The healing has taken place in the spirit. I trust the Holy Spirit to make it real in the body.
I have no reason to stress about it.
In His Love,
Wayne
PS: What in your life can you apply these principles to?
