Most of you probably know that my scan was good today!!! Stable tumors, and if there was growth, it was very very small. I will take that, thank you. :)
Eric joined me at the cancer center (he worked and I yakked at my therapist and used up all her kleenex). Later we went to the lab and I was told I didn't have an appointment with them. What WHAT? It wasn't a big deal, I just went back up after seeing the doc.
The doc came in all smiles, I knew he had something good to tell me. We chatted a bit about the tumors, and I'm going to continue FOLFOX/Avastin until the next scan. He checked me over and I passed, my blood work eventually came back, so off to chemo I went.
Chemo was uneventful, as usual. I knitted until the ativan kicked in, then watched Daria and dozed off.
So this week has been my week of waiting. Not trying to take control or fix things myself, but to just pray and wait. I listened to a sermon about waiting last weekend, that it's important to sit still, stand still, and be still so that God can work on things in HIS time, not in my time. So I focused on that. Praying in a bold, confident way, and being willing to wait. It wasn't easy. In fact, it was pretty freaking hard at times. After all, I know what's best for me, I know what I want.
I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry
And then, after the results today, this verse stuck out at me:
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
So yeah. I'm feeling relieved and thankful and so so glad. Everyone who prayed and/or thought about me, thank you so much. I believe it really does make a difference.
I'm going to go rest now...I feel blah. Have a good weekend all!!!