Got my very last blood drawn today by my favorite lab tech - Pete. Why do I always forget his name? I'm sure now that I don't have to go there any more, I'll probably start remembering it.
The husband took me out for a pre-celebration dinner. It was lovely and the conversation was perfect. Afterwards, we came home and baked the cupcakes for the doctors and nurses and I wrote out those thank you cards I told you about. If you say you are going to do something, you should do it.
Truth be told, I'm scared. I'm scared of my last appointment. I'll get my bone results tomorrow. That I'm not scared about. Tomorrow will mark the last time for my methotrexate/vinblastine which will be joyous. I know that when I get the drugs that my tumor doesn't grow. I want to believe it's very very dead. I just start thinking about the what-ifs. I want to go back to a normal life, but in the back of my mind I'll still wonder if it is really dead or just dormant.
Will you do me a favor? Can you say a prayer for me? Say a quick prayer and ask that I have the strength to handle whatever the outcome.
I heard Jesus pray at church a few weeks ago. He asked his Father to save him from his destiny but he also said that he understood. The second part of his prayer was if he couldn't be saved that he have the strength to do God's will. Since then, I've been praying the same way. I pray to get better but if I can't get better that at least I have the strength to do God's will. So if you have an little extra time, ask that I get better and if I can't get better that I have the strength to follow God's will.
Here's to a good tomorrow!
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