School starts in a week and I am already finding that the PTA is busy. I am not saying this to complain, I am simply stating a fact. I know once school gets underway, things will slow down. At least that is what I keep telling myself. I signed up to be the co-treasurer for the PTA this year, so I am climbing a very big learning curve and it is steep. Shad keeps laughing at my choice because at home he is the money guy and, usually, when he starts talking money and pulling out the spread sheets, I tend to drift off to my happy place. He says my eyes even glaze over. And now here I get to keep track of the PTA monies and even present the budget, a spread sheet if you will, to the general membership. Oh boy. All that being said, gearing up for the new school year is taking on a whole new level of stress and crazy.
All my business aside, I wanted to write this post because it is actually a very good post. You see, I saw my dermatologist yesterday. It was just a routine follow up after finishing the 15 radiation treatments I had back in February for the dermoid T-cell lymphoma I was diagnosed with at the beginning of the year. This is the third follow up I have had with her. I have had a tendency to get pretty nervous in the week leading up to my appointments with her. Not because anything has changed as far as my skin goes, but just because there is a fear that comes after being told you have cancer. But since I wrote that post about being afraid, God did something in me. It's not that He took the fears away, but, instead, He has filled me with peace. The fears creep up on me sometimes, still, but they are nothing compared to what they were a month ago. Thank God!
A few weeks ago, I got a letter from my dermatologist saying that she is going to be moving out of state. I was so disappointed. I really like her and respect her. She's just a great doctor, very smart, thorough and kind. When I went in yesterday, the doctor that is replacing her was with her. I was very relieved to know that she had filled him in on my story. She also said that he is well versed in T-cell lymphomas. It was comforting to meet him. But here's the best part about my appointment. What I have been trying to get to in this very long winded post. She used the word CURE! This is what she said, "Now we don't usually say it is cured until the two year mark, but I think it is pretty safe to say that your cancer is cured." She said that the chance of recurrence is low but even if it did come back, it would most likely be in the form of a rash again. Not all horrible in my blood and lymph system. Now, keep in mind that she did also say that there is a chance of a different tumor growing in the area because of the radiation, but it's low too. All I know is that doctors don't throw around the word cure, when it comes to cancer, willy nilly. And, more importantly, I also know what God told me at the beginning of all of this.
You will not have to fight this battle. Take up your positions; stand firm
and see the deliverance the Lord will give you, O Judah and Jerusalem. Do not
be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out and face them tomorrow, and the Lord
will be with you.
2 Chronicles 20:17
So that is what I have been trying to write for two days now. God's been fighting this battle and He is the victor!
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