I guess many of you now have heard about my wonderful news. I had my Vanderbilt appointment on Wednesday. I had a CT, bone scan, labs, saw the dr., & had my infusion. It was quite a long day. I was only able to get the CT results which showed only a few enlarged lymph nodes (3-4) a little over a centimeter. They have to report anything over a cm. That is so small & the dr. said that I could just have a few oversized nodes. I'll take that any day. Otherwise it looked good. Woo Hoo!! The bone scan report wasn't available yet, so she was to call me later. I waited until Thursday around lunch & couldn't stand it any longer. I called & a nurse called me back. She said that there was NO SIGN OF OSTEOLYTIC (bone) METASTATIC DISEASE. I was speechless. The nurse was thrilled for me as well. I also do not have to see the dr. or get an infusion for two months & no scans for four months. I've been crying tears of joy, & praising him. I feel I'm a miracle. He has proven what he is capable of doing in my life. I asked for him to show me his power & he did...he did in a huge way. HE answers prayers in his time. HE takes care of his children. If this doesn't prove that he is the Almighty, sovereign, great Physician & Lord of All, I don't know what does. For those of you that don't believe in modern day miracles, please reconsider your beliefs. HE can do anything if we just put total faith in him, give him the burden, & stay in walk with him. All HE asks for in return is our heart.
...if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us, whatever we ask, we know that we have what we asked of him. 1 John 5:14b-15
Friday, April 24, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Yesterday
The kids & I had just gotten home this time yesterday. At 12:15 I heard the sirens @ MTSU go off. Abby & I were in the kitchen getting a bite of lunch. Austin was across town at a baseball hitting/fielding clinic until 12:45. As soon as I heard that siren I knew we had to get to him. That metal building on River Rock by Old Time Pottery was not a good place to be. As I decided which direction to go, I looked at the sky & realized that Haynes, Thompson & even Northfield, Medical ctr pkwy appeared to be getting darker. I chose to cut through Mid TN blvd, & go New Salem & down River Rock at WOC. Anthony was in surgery & had a nurse call to check on us. We were on Cason Ln when the tornado was going over the interstate. I never looked at the sky in fear of what I might see. All I could think of was getting my boy. I raced in, got Austin & his bag & ran like I hadn't in years. We got to Old Fort Pkwy & it started hailing. We quickly retreated to the old Holiday Inn & got as close under their shelter as possible & got the children inside. I talked with a man that had just watched the tornado go over the interstate. As the rain slowed, we jumped back in the Tahoe & hit the road again. We hydroplaned all the way down Old Fort until I got to Quality furniture. The rain & hail had started again. I whipped the car around & drove to the BP where I spied the brick bay car wash. I drove into one which I shared with a compact car full of Hispanic guys. I got out & asked if we could share the space. Finally the rain lightened up again. Driving like a mad woman, we drove down Memorial & I saw the lights out at Northfield. I cut through the parking lot at Hastings & again hydroplaned down Northfield. My adrenaline was flowing because between my mother-in-law & Anthony, I was getting play by plays as to where the tornados were hitting. All I had been thinking about was getting Austin & us all getting home safe & sound. When we arrived to Bradberry drive all I could do was thank my Lord for being my co-pilot & guiding me through the routes not in the tornado's path. He led me the longer but safer route to get my sweet little one. I would have hit it head on if I had taken the other route. I remember telling Abby as we sat at the light at Mercury & MT blvd, I know this is taking longer, but we have to stay where it is lighter. God gives us direction in life. We just have to listen.
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