People who say they can experience God out on the golf course or in their boat haven’t had an opportunity to see what God’s idea of a church family is all about.
We went to church today. The surgery is weighing heavy on our minds. Pastor Steve asked me how I felt about him sharing what was happening with the congregation. I told him that we wanted more than anything to be able to share with them and would covet their prayers. Steve prayed for a healing, that God would work a miracle if that would be His will. All of the congregation came up and stood with Carl and I and prayed together. The Spirit of Love is so strong in our church family that it is overwhelming. I felt God’s power and love flow through the hands that were touching us. There were tears of hope, tears of love and tears of thankfulness for what God can do through his children when they are bound together in love. Thank You God for what they mean to us!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
The last couple of days have been difficult. The waiting, the not knowing seems to grate on us. I have decided that though they say it’s a 95% chance that it’s malignant that somebody has to be in the 5% and I am hoping to be one of them. I find that I can drive myself crazy worrying about what might be. Assuming the worst also keeps me from being able to pray and to keep a positive attitude.
I had to tell the kids about the surgery. I know that all they have to relate to is their grandma and watching her die of cancer just 5 years ago. But I told them that until everything was back from the lab we would assume that I was in the 5% that wasn’t cancer. I hope that they wait with that in mind. I know that my attitude will go along way in influencing theirs.
I had to tell the kids about the surgery. I know that all they have to relate to is their grandma and watching her die of cancer just 5 years ago. But I told them that until everything was back from the lab we would assume that I was in the 5% that wasn’t cancer. I hope that they wait with that in mind. I know that my attitude will go along way in influencing theirs.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Today we went to see Dr. Willard. We had prayed the night before that if she was the surgeon that God had in mind that we would receive a peace about it. Our appointment was at 2:30 and we got there at 2:00 so we walked over to see Harry Lackey who is a sweet man from our church in a nursing home across the street. We visited with him and Carl pushed his wheelchair outside so he could enjoy the sunshine.
When it was time for our appointment we waited in the waiting room for a few minutes. She has a huge dog in her waiting room. Some find that strange but it didn’t bother me. Carl had his doubts about the dog. But he was keeping an open mind until after we had seen her. I had my Gator shirt and jacket on (as usual). Soon Dr. Willard came in from the hospital wearing a red scrub top and black pants. She told us she would be right in to see us. We went back into the room and when she came in she had changed her shirt and was now wearing a gator scrub top I LIKE HER!
She went over all my history and the ultrasound reports. Through all of it she stayed positive but didn’t give us any warm fuzzies. She basically said we wouldn’t know if it was malignant until she got in there. She will do a lumpectomy and axillary node dissection. She will have some idea while I am on the table with a frozen section but wouldn’t know 100% until the pathology reports were in. She said that she would try to preserve the muscles in the arm as best as she could and try to reduce any major swelling from taking out lymph nodes. I told her I really appreciated that because I didn’t want to not be able to play my harp.
By the time we left her office, having spent an hour and 45 minutes with her we knew that she was indeed the right surgeon. She not only cared about me but about Carl also. She continually looked at and talked to both of us.
Surgery is scheduled for Monday morning. But whatever happens, I know that it is all part of His plan. I hope for the best but know that whatever the outcome He will give me His peace.
When it was time for our appointment we waited in the waiting room for a few minutes. She has a huge dog in her waiting room. Some find that strange but it didn’t bother me. Carl had his doubts about the dog. But he was keeping an open mind until after we had seen her. I had my Gator shirt and jacket on (as usual). Soon Dr. Willard came in from the hospital wearing a red scrub top and black pants. She told us she would be right in to see us. We went back into the room and when she came in she had changed her shirt and was now wearing a gator scrub top I LIKE HER!
She went over all my history and the ultrasound reports. Through all of it she stayed positive but didn’t give us any warm fuzzies. She basically said we wouldn’t know if it was malignant until she got in there. She will do a lumpectomy and axillary node dissection. She will have some idea while I am on the table with a frozen section but wouldn’t know 100% until the pathology reports were in. She said that she would try to preserve the muscles in the arm as best as she could and try to reduce any major swelling from taking out lymph nodes. I told her I really appreciated that because I didn’t want to not be able to play my harp.
By the time we left her office, having spent an hour and 45 minutes with her we knew that she was indeed the right surgeon. She not only cared about me but about Carl also. She continually looked at and talked to both of us.
Surgery is scheduled for Monday morning. But whatever happens, I know that it is all part of His plan. I hope for the best but know that whatever the outcome He will give me His peace.
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