Faithfully Fighting

Ok, it’s been 2 days since my first treatment and I know that I owe everyone a blog.  So here we go.  Let’s start with the verse that was in one of my devotions the morning of treatment.   He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength.  Isaiah 40:29  Isn’t it wonderful when the Lord touches us with the exact message we need at the exact moment in time.  The title of the devotion was even Relying on the Creator, which is my goal during this entire process (even though I sometimes feel like I am failing miserably).  In my greatest moments of weakness, when I want to flee the fastest and farthest He has continued to reach out to me with His every strong, comforting, Loving arms, through His people, or through His Word.  Once again I say I am overwhelmed.

The treatment was kind of scary to me, but really not as bad as my imagination had anticipated.  I was comforted by the prayer card given me at church Weds evening.  Once again my wonderful, faithful brothers and sisters in Christ signed up to pray for me during the treatment. 

When I saw the doctor last week he had given me three prescriptions for nausea medication.  One of the meds was Emend which he had told me was pretty expensive.  Well, at the pharmacy, after my prescription plan paid, I paid $72.00 for 3 pills.  I’m thinking wow, that’s a lot of money for 3 pills, I wondered if they came with a gourmet meal or designer shoes.  You take one pill before treatment and then one every morning for two mornings after treatment.  I now think I’m glad I have those pills.  Even with them I’ve had a couple of moments with my stomach (under the best circumstances my stomach is my reaction area), but nothing that hasn’t been manageable.  I got through the steroid flush, yesterday.  I can’t tell if I’m worn out from the chemo, or from the emotion of the chemo, so the jury will have to be out on that for a while.

During the treatment time you are surrounded by other folks receiving a variety of treatments.  At first everyone was pretty self contained, but by the end of the time people were sharing sweets and talking.  I was passing around pictures of my new grandbaby and my kids.  It was a strange communal environment.  Everyone was waiting out their time, patiently.  Some calm, some nervous, some looking a little sick. 

Pete took me.  He faithfully held my hand the entire time.  Reading quietly or talking calmly to me.  In the beginning, after the very kind nurse had explained everything she would be pouring into my veins that afternoon, I turned to him and said “I can’t do this, I want to leave.”  He calmly said to me “We can do all things through God who strengthens us.”  I don’t know if he knew he’d need that scripture and was just holding on to it, or whether is just popped into his head, but it was perfect at that moment.

I’m doing well this morning!! Did some light stretching exercises this morning and maybe will get on the treadmill for 15 minutes this afternoon, but will probably rest the remainder of the day.  Katie’s coming up later this morning (she stayed at her Dad's last night) and we are going to play battleship and read.  A nice quiet rainy Saturday.    I love being boring!!

God Bless

Lynn

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