Happy Breast Cancer Awareness Month! Dr. Fleener wondered if I was a person who celebrated or hated October for that reason. I celebrate it!
So much so, that I put a pink glaze in my hair and showed up for treatment in pink, head to toe!
In my appointment, we basically discussed the change in my Zoladex shots, from once a month to every 3 months. Side effects could be more pronounced in the first month, but taper down in the next two. Or, it could not affect my body at all. We will have to wait and see.
I have been thinking about miracles lately. Just last Friday I talked to the my sons about the mini miracle that happened, thanks in part, from their constant prayers for my health. On Wednesday, I woke up with a sore throat. Throughout the day, I started to cough and feel worse. Thursday was worse. I ended up in bed for most of the day, eating soup, drinking fluids, and pumping up on vitamin C.
For the last few years, about 3 times a year, I get a cough/cold that doesn't quit. I cough so loudly and deeply at night that I keep Stephen up unless I sleep in another room. Plus, with my immune system as weak as it is, it usually takes weeks to overcome. Miraculously, I woke up on Friday feeling well. No tired aches, and even the cough was gone!
When I think about how little time I might have because of cancer, I worry that my sons may not believe in miracles and answers to their prayers if I'm not healed. How much more important it is for me to explain to them the miracles of healing that I receive, such as what happened last week. This amazing blessing could have only happened as an answer to prayer. When the cough and sore throat began, I just knew I'd be facing weeks of sickness, but it cleared up in 2 days.
Then, this weekend I heard a quote that backed up my thoughts on the gratitude for even small miracles.
The Lord is in the small details of our lives…God’s miracles remind you that He is close, saying, “I am right here." Think of those times, some daily, when the Lord has acted in your life—and then acted again. Treasure [those] moments...(Ronald A. Rasband).
Finding the daily miracles, the "tender mercies" from above is one way to see the good in hard times. I've tried hard to train myself to be more positive, especially since my terminal cancer tries to suck all of the light out of life. God does remind me daily, however, that He is close and that he knows me and my family and our needs. All we need to do is start to recognize them and give thanks for those blessings. I can only hope that counting these miracles as they happen will help my kids to remember how much God loves our family, even though the big miracle might never come.
That I've made it this far is a miracle. (I've passed the 6 months from February's 6 months to a year to live.) I know further miracles lie ahead, and look forward to recognizing them.