Well my firstline chemo is DONE! Last Thursday was it! I just have to wait and have a ct scan in 3 weeks and a visit with the oncologist in 4 weeks.
What happens after that, I do not know. But for the next month I am going to live like I am healed!
I pray for NED, as we all do. The doctor said that isn't possible. I told him with my God, All things are possible. I'm glad I don't have his doubt, or his job.
He must be a very sad man. I am not. I am happier now than I've been in 29 years. I've learned alot. I've rediscovered who I really am. I know even better
Who my God is. I know it sounds odd, but for me cancer has been a blessing, as well as a curse.
So I am celebrating the end of the chemo for now. I threw my hat off my bald head and am going hatless like the rest of the world.
Praise the Lord
It is time to celebrate!! You are such an inspiration to all of us Faith and deserve good things in your life. High hopes and prayers that this nasty beast will be gone from your life forever.
It is truly amazing how a cancer diagnosis can have a silver lining --- no, it is not crazy to say this!! My husband and I find ourselves counting our blessings as never before since he was diagnosed. We also believe that our Lord is capable of anything and we don't put him in a little box and limit his power. His survival to this point has been nothing short of little miracles every day. We don't know what our future holds, but we know God will be with us every step of the journey.
Congratulations!!!! You are a woman with such admirable strength. I am so happy for you and the fact that you feel great both inside and out. Keep that beautiful spirit shining and don't ever let anyone bring you down. You have been such great support for so many of us here on this board....... God bless you always.....
Thank you all so much for all those kind words of encouragement. I don't know what the days ahead hold, but of course I've read all the posts here, so have an idea of what may be ahead. But I am a survivor and always have been.
I weighed 2 lb 14 oz when born in '55, stopped breathing countless times, but here I am. I fought. I survived. I had 6 surgeries on my good eye in 1986 which threatened me with blindness. I fought. I survived and can see. God has always seen me through these times to face the next threat. I guess that's part of life. I hope to see this through to face another nameless threat that may come my way. But whatever comes, I am thankful I have all of you to help me through. What a blessing you all have been and everytime one of you hurts I feel it too. God Bless you all.
P.S. When I first came to this board there was a woman named EllenGrace here who was so very brave and full of grace facing her illness, She was my inspiration and I pray she is at peace.