Cancer
April 24, 2012
Thank You!
I am bursting with gratitude! Thank you to each and every person who prayed for me, encouraged me, thought of me, believed in me. I am slowly getting my life back and the first sign was that I was able to get up early and meet with my Lord in our special spot. I haven't done this for many months and I feared I'd lost it, but no, I only grew in my desire to be fed of His word and to be in His presence. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I love Him more than ever before and I thank Him for the cancer He allowed me to have so that I might be refined and that you might have the joy of seeing how mighty He is! Thank you. Please share how He has blessed you through my suffering. PS I’m anxious to speak, please consider asking me to a women’s/girls event!
March 10, 2012
Why I don’t Seem Sick!
One week before I began chemo a dear friend, who happens to be an RN and shares my faith, insisted she come over with something for me. “You have to take this,” she said, “I’m giving you this box of product, and you must take it.” Anyone on the cancer circuit knows that loved ones come out of the woodwork with cures and remedies that you “must try”. We also know in a very short amount of time we begin to filter out almost all suggestions that aren’t coming from our primary care takers (whether they be alternative or conventional). So when my friend, who holds clout on the conventional route that I’m on, because of her nursing background and her unfortunate familiarity with cancer (she has lost almost her entire immediate family) showed up insisting I take this product, I complied.
February 13, 2012
Sincerely Thankful for Cancer
I write to you from an airplane on my way to Jamaica, for a short, sweet getaway with the man of my dreams! I never tasted life the way I do today, I have to say I’m increasingly thankful for the path God has put me on. Simple tasks like running errands, eating salad, exercising and being around to have my boys make me laugh are of great value to me these days. I’ve gone all out, turning over leaf after leaf, uncovering new styles of dress, an increased sense of adventure, original ways of spending my pastimes, and sincerely relating to those with physical handicaps. How shallow things were for me six months ago; appearance prevailed. I had no comprehension of how one might live the life I live today. Before my diagnosis, I bounded out of bed, greeting each day, full of energy and zest. I’d huff and puff, hour after hour, racking up accomplishments, never stopping, until my head hit the pillow where I’d lay lifeless, until I was ready to greet the next day. Though I enjo
February 4, 2012
Attitude Transformation
Mind over matter is my new MO. So far it’s working. The power of the mind was very evident the last Tuesday when I went in for chemo; I almost got sick right in the waiting room. I told the psychiatric nurse, who told me many people vomit when they get in the building and one patient did it when they saw the building from down the street. I knew I wasn't sick from the chemo, as I hadn't had it in a month, so I learned how powerful my mind is. That being said, I developed a new mindset after I got my second opinion, I am on board with my last six treatments. If I must go to bed after chemo I will, but I will no longer assume I must rest! When I was little we were literally not allowed to get sick, “Sorry we don’t have time,” my mom constantly told us, and it worked!
January 21, 2012
Put Your Mask on First! Valuable Lessons From Cancer
Day one of my cancer diagnosis, involved hypothetically clearing my overflowing agenda. Immediately the whole family rallied, ultimately removing all of my obligations, that did not first and foremost promote my health and longevity. While it was a welcome relief, I was not seeking personal gain; like most mothers, I sacrificially made changes for the sake of my family, as I had done so many times before. “I must forgo my comfort, for the sake of my family” was the inaccuracy that I, like so many others, clung to. At that stage in the game, I still felt indispensible to my husband, my children and various other areas of my life. If I was going to go the distance, a U-Turn was required; I needed begin seriously caring for myself, even if that meant a temporary disconnect from a lot of responsibility. As I shifted gears, my lifestyle morphed into a world that was foreign to anything I had ever experienced. I thought, “No wonder I got cancer, no one in their right mind should as
