At my regular every-three-week oncology visit last Friday, my platelet count was so low that I could not have my chemotherapy infusion. Oh no, you say. Oh yes, I said. That meant that I was able to skip that treatment and will discover after my next scheduled CT scans on July 1 if I can stop the chemotherapy completely. If the scans do not show any growth in the tumors, then I should be able to stop the Avastin for as long as the tumors are unchanged.
I feel great. My energy level is up, my pain is significantly reduced, and my mind feels clear and sharp. It’s difficult to remember how I felt a year ago, unless I look at the few pictures from those major chemotherapy days and can see that my eyes convey how rough it was. Thankfully, when I was in the midst of the initial treatment, I was also unaware of how badly I felt. I feel wonderful now, which is very good news indeed.
I am actually very positive about where I am right now. God has protected and prepared the way since I discovered on February 14, 2012, what lay beneath in my lungs. Even knowing that all the tumors have not disappeared, I am confident that my healing is in God’s hands and that He will not leave me or forsake me.
While I know that I am using Paul’s words out of context, his words in Philippians do keep ringing in my heart and mind:
…I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus (Phil. 3:12-14, NIV).
I can’t wait to hear the results on Monday afternoon, July 1. I promise that I’ll let you know!