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Two patients limp into two different hospitals with the same complaint. Both have trouble walking and appear to require a hip replacement. The FIRST patient is examined within the hour, is x-rayed the same day and has a time booked for surgery the following week. The SECOND sees his family doctor after waiting 3 weeks for an appointment, then waits 8 weeks to see a specialist, then gets an x-ray, which isn’t reviewed for another week and finally has his surgery scheduled for a month from then. Why the different treatment for the two patients? The FIRST is a Golden Retriever. The SECOND is a Senior Citizen. Next time take me to a vet! WOOF*
Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7) One Thousand Gifts http://www.aholyexperience.com/
My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine; For Thee all the follies of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me, And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns upon Thy brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. In mansions of glory and endless delight, I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright; I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
784. Uneventful flight for John today–over the border to Mexico tomorrow for a week’s ministry trip
785. Special time with each of my kiddos today–these precious times are treasures to us. Every day I am alive is a gift to us from God. I will not take any of them for granted any more.
Combatting and putting “stinkin’ thinkin”” in it’s place and coming up with more “Cancer Fightin’ Words”:
My left breast is gone and I miss it but it is a small price to pay to being alive and healthy.
I would have found it much more difficult had I lost one of my eyes, or legs, or arms or ability to speak. I am so fortunate, so blessed. My God and my husband and children and other family and friends love me exactly as I am and I can equate the removal of my breast with the choice to do all I needed to do to LIVE and get healthy again. Others don’t even know any difference. I can deal with this loss with self-acceptance and God’s abundant grace. If I ever choose to do reconstructive surgery, that is an option for me at any time. Right now a breast prosthesis is a perfect match for me and I can remain this way for good or change my mind any time I feel like it if I want to. I have all the time I need to make careful, well-thought out decisions that are a custom fit for me personally. I understand why some women do reconstructive surgery and why some women don’t and there is no wrong choice.
My B cells and T cells and Killer Cells, my entire army of white blood cells along with my entire immune system is fighting hard and tirelessly for me every second of every day. My bone marrow is thriving. I have all sorts of strong defenses working on my behalf. I will fortify them by taking excellent care of myself, nourishing myself with excellent fuel, soaking up ideal amounts of fresh air, clean water, and sunshine, moving my body with invigorating activity and exercise. I will do as I am able. I am on my way to becoming strong, healthy, and physically fit. I did it before and I can do it again.
I read about a lady who read in a medical journal that “A cancer cell is, in fact, a weak and confused cell.” Yep…and getting weaker and more confused all the time, floundering against the arsenal of weapons that we let loose to overpower any stray weak and confused Her 2 positive cells…adios forever!
With God’s help, I will beat Her2 positive cells, they will not beat me.
I am a more than a “survivor” of Her2 positive breast cancer, I am a “thriver”, living an abundant, full life. I am “more than a conquerer”. I am a victorious overcomer through Christ who strengthens me.
I am energized and running, full-blast ahead, on the road to full recovery. I had to run some sprints in my race and now I am in it for the long haul–steady, with my eye on the goal . God has a most wonderful prize for me at the end of my journey and the beginning of the next. I can keep going, keep going, keep going with my eyes on the Author and finisher of my faith, enjoying every day I run my race.
I am a “Strong Polish, Amazon Woman, a regular Cancer-Fightin’ Warrior” that’s what I am 😉 (!) and my quiver is full of sharp arrows that pierce and destroy cancer: arrows like prayer, like resting in the fact that God will always do what is best for me and He is WAY stronger than the most aggressive cancer out there. I have used arrows like smart/skilled doctors, surgery, chemo, radiation, Herceptin, and hormone blockers. These have accurately targeted cancer cells, like finely tuned missles, pinning them down and rendering them harmless.
I can picture Her2 cells shrinking smaller, and smaller, and smaller then poof—ALL gone–not even a super powered ultra magnification microscope can detect any trace because there are none left to detect.
I am Grateful to be His,
Paula, the Strong Polish Amazon Woman, a regular Cancer-Fightin’ Warrior” that’s what I am 😉 (!) and my quiver is full of sharp arrows that pierce and destroy cancer!!!