On Monday, January 13, I didn’t expect to receive the study drugs because I never dreamed that I’d surpass the 100,000-platelet threshold, much less by such a huge number. I wasn’t prepared with all of my comforts—book, iPad, headphones, a friend!—so the first hour or so in the lab waiting for the final lab results and for the meds to be ordered was disconcerting for me, to say the least. When my daughter Sarah James brought Sonic treats for lunch, however, we laughed and she took this picture. Note the lovely port tubing taped to my shoulder as I await the arrival of drugs for infusion.
After she left and the drugs were mixed in the lab downstairs and brought up to the unit, I realized that this was truly turning out to be a funny experience. God had taken me completely by surprise, and I felt as if I were part of something so much bigger than I could have imagined. Yes, platelets can rebound quickly, but mine have never done so before. I knew that this was definitely a time for joy and for laughter for the amazing way He had orchestrated everything.
Can you tell that I am still rejoicing over Monday’s news? I think that I may even be better prepared for the inevitable side effects that could begin in the next few days. I can be thankful that I was able to have the treatment, and I can rejoice even if I’m feeling physically lousy—or at least that’s what I can tell myself. After a bleak December, I am ready to rejoice.
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. (Ephesians 3:20-21)