A hitch in the road

The last couple of days have been most challenging! Wednesday when I went for my re hydration treatment I pointed out to the chemo nurse that my left leg and ankle were very swollen and I asked if maybe I was retaining water. She said since only my left leg was swollen she wanted the Dr. to look at it before my treatment. By the way, they had already accessed my port and I was sitting with the needle sticking out of my arm. I waited 90 minutes to see the Dr. since my regular Dr. was not at that office on Weds. He took a quick look and decided I needed to have an ultra sound to determine if I had a blood clot, that scared me! I had to wait another 2 hours before I could get into radiology at the hospital for my ultra sound, it came back clear and I was very relieved and grateful to God yet another time for protecting me from harm. Obviously after all this I didn’t get my re hydration / flushing treatment, I did get the shot to boost my white cells. I really wasn’t sure how my body was going to react to not having the re hydration because on Weds. I felt fine. Bill even insisted that we go for a nice long walk Weds. evening as he believed the swelling was because I haven’t been getting enough exercise, I was able to walk about 50 minutes and eat dinner without any problems. It didn’t take long to realize how valuable that treatment is, I had a pretty rough night with my sleep interrupted about every 45 minutes, I got up and managed to drag myself to work, I was relieved that the swelling seemed to be gone. I lasted about 5 hours and decided to head home, I was more nauseated than I’ve been after the other chemo treatments and just generally miserable. I believe when I got my re hydration the other times they also put some anti-nausea meds in the drip and that made a big difference. I was sure glad that Bill was home on Friday (4^th of July), we had the boys and they were really understanding that Gramma couldn’t do much, we read stories and played cards. Grampa fixed up a computer for them to play games on and they were pretty happy. Later this afternoon we went to the mall to try to walk, I didn’t make it very far, but at least we gave it a try. I finally was able to eat something and I feel somewhat better this evening, thank you Lord!! I’m keeping my eyes on the goal of going to Michigan next week and I’ll just concentrate on getting better each day.

A Hug of Comfort: “A suffering woman sought healing in an unusual way, she simply touched the hem of Jesus’ garment. When she did, Jesus turned and said, “Daughter, be of good comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole.” Matt 9:22

We, too, can be made whole when we place our faith in the Creator of the universe. So strengthen your faith through praise, through worship, through Bible study, and through prayer. Then trust God’s plans, knowing they are always for your ultimate benefit.

Jesus is standing at the door of your heart, knocking. If you open the door of your heart and invite Him in, He will give you peace and heal your broken spirit. Have faith enough to reach out to touch even the smallest fragment of the Master’s garment and He will make you whole.