They had the procedure scheduled for Wednesday at 8:30AM, at Lynchburg General Hospital, and we had to be there at 6:30 AM. Ruthie drove me and stayed all day.
So, the procedure actually took place about 11 AM, and took very little time. I was put on my stomach (a place I never sleep these days), hooked up to an IV of Versed and Morphine , and oxygen going through my nose which was half lying on a pillow. Awake but relaxed! Since my right arm goes easily out of socket when stretched up, I requested not to be in that position and they made me very comfortable. Of course, now when I think about it, no wonder I was "comfortable", I was drugged up for the short "procedure" which did not hurt THEN!
As to the shot before the procedure into my back, the sting was not any worse than the sting I get with Neulasta, so no big deal there.
Well, on with the story here. The doc (Dr. Robert Green) had a CT scanner which guided him through to the largest tumor. Since then, I have been dealing with the after affects of the needles through my ribs and muscle. I have had pains in my upper chest, shoulder, back, you name it. What they told me is that if I noticed I was having shortness of breath, go to the ER. That means my lung might be collapsing. Isn't that a wonderful thought???
So, right after the procedure, I had to have a chest Xray to see if there was bleeding internally I guess(?) I had a tiny little hole which is natural I guess. Then, I was told I had to wait 4 hours for another Xray. IMagine! But, at least I could eat and drink again.
So, we waited 4-5 hours and had another Xray...by then it was after 3 PM. Every Xray was scheduled but always late because of others with more "emergency situations", so I was told! This time, the Xray showed the hole a little bigger..hm. That is not a nice thought, is it? So, my doc says he wants another one in a hour or 2. Meanwhile, Ruthie and I are sharing the tiny room and my tablet until it runs out of juice...(who would have thought we would have to use it for so long, so I didn't bring the charger:) By that time, still waiting , Ellen comes on at 4....we watch a little on the hospital TV and they come for me for the 3rd xray. I was up there and finished within 5 minutes, but waiting actually in a "bay" for transport to take me down again.....45 minutes!!!! By that time it is 5 o'clock, the doc has checked in with me and said that I had to watch out for breathing problems, coughing up blood, just for one day, etc. Well, I never did cough up blood. He also said I should have another Xray the next day, so I chose another less congested and busy facility and our dear neighbor Barbara took me. We were done in no time and back home with the report that the hole had not gotten any bigger and the doctor is expecting it to heal on its own.
Ok, last night was the scarey part. Well, not as scarey as painful. My fever started to rise and my pain got worse...I have been taking Tylenol every 6 hours and when I do, I feel much better. The fever made me so achey.
WE called oncology and was told that if my fever spiked up to 100.5, I should go to the ER. Let me tell you, that is the last place I wanted to go:):) Just sayin'! So, my prayer warrior friends and relatives who knew about the situation, started praying a lot, including me. And, my fever went down and my pain is much less of a problem today. I am so thankful to the Lord for His gift of helping me last night and getting me through it. I guess He lets us have all we can take and then "rescues" us from it:)
I realize that we always have to pray "if it is Your Will" which puts us into a more humble situation before the Lord and not the "boss" of God, but, it is sometimes hard to pray that last one. It could have turned out the complete opposite if it was His will that I go to the ER:):):):)
Now, for the main report from the biopsy. Those who read facebook will already have found out that my sister wrote a very sweet piece about the cancer spreading to my lungs....the same cancer in the pancreas. It has matasticized there...not in my liver!!!!
So, my oncologist told me that she wants to enroll me (my biopsy) into a molecular test that will show if my cancer in my lungs will be eligible for a new treatment. The financial aid person at the oncology center told me that she will take care of applying for financial aid for this if I qualify and if my insurance will help. She told me that the insurance sometimes has a problem with things like this but you still keep applying.
I have no idea the cost of this treatment or the test that will show if I my cancer will qualify.
That is the story so far. Meanwhile, I am sitting here in our electric recliner in our livingroom, so thankful that we can pass this chair around and that I have it at this point and feel sorry for my brother-in-law who didn't have it for his recent shoulder rotator cuff surgery:(
Let's all thank God for a new day to thank Him, see God's loving kindness in our lives, in our bodies and in our Hope.
God was not done when Noah was in the boat, Sarah was barren, Joseph was in prison, Moses was on the run from Pharaoh, the children of Israel were pinned against the Red Sea, the walls of Jericho blocked possession of the promised land, Gideon was hiding from the Midianites, Samson was seduced by a woman and blinded, Ruth was widowed, David was mocked as a boy facing a giant, Job’s children were all killed, government officials persecuted Daniel, Jonah was in the belly of a fish, Paul couldn’t get rid of this thorn, and Jesus was put in the grave. God is not done!
Hope is not undone, because He is not done!
Sam Crabtree is Executive Pastor at Bethlehem Baptist Church and author of Practicing Affirmation (Crossway, 2011