This week has been cah-razy busy. I worked 3 days, had 1 off, worked 2 more, had today off, work the next two, have one off.... I don't have two days off in a row for another 2 weeks. *sigh* But I am looking forward to my paycheck, that is for sure. It will be pretty fat... especially with the bonus shifts I've been picking up. Hopefully I'll pay extra on my student loans the next couple of months. I so badly want to get those paid down/off. But I'm not going to break my back doing it.
I had been wondering how Joe was doing, down at the hospital. He was supposed to have his stem cell transplant yesterday. Key word: supposed to. I hadn't heard from him for a few days (the 3 days I worked in a row) so I was getting ready to call him, when I opened an email from him. He started off by apologizing and begging me to not let myself get upset over the news he had to tell me. My heart started racing. He had some blurred vision for a couple of weeks, and neglected to mention that to the doctors, for fear of what they'd find. "Now, how dumb is that? Here, my life is on the line, and I'm thinking, if I don't tell her about my eyes, then the problem will go away. Duh! I believe that's what's called denial. Ha! Is it still called denial when I know I'm in denial?" So the doctor did what he thought she would; she drew fluid out from his Ommaya reservoir (a dome shaped device that has a thin tube attached to administer chemo to the brain/spinal cord). They found cancer cells in his cerebral spinal fluid. :-( And your body has to be cancer cell free in order for them to wipe your system of stem cells. So they sent him home. His cancer is back :-( Yes, his tumor was still there after the last round of chemo, but it wasn't growing or spreading so it seemed harmless. It just cracked me up...... here the man is told that his cancer is back, and he's having a harder time telling me than facing the realization himself.
I am sad. But I know that God is in control of the situation. And there's nobody I'd rather have in control than Him. And I praise God for the strong faith that Joe & his wife share. It makes things so much.... I don't know if 'better' is the word, but it's more bareable knowing that there is a purpose behind this. And that they too trust God in the situation. What do non-believers have to cling to? Bitterness? Hate? I'm so thankful that Joe can enjoy the time with his family instead of letting those bitter feelings harbor in his soul. That he can find peace in this. And want others to do the same. What a blessing. Though I am sad, I just praise God for bringing such a wonderful human being into my life to spread the JOY that he does. My cup runneth over.
So what are they going to do? As of right now, radiation, which he starts tomorrow. Please be praying for him. Please. That he can remain strong and get stronger with time. That his family would have strength, so they don't feel defeated.
God is faithful. And I never want to lose sight of that, no matter what crappy things happen. He is still and will always be faithful.
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