The ticking time bomb…
I won’t let this stop me from living my best life.
I won’t let this stop me from living my best life.
Seeing Christmas thru the eyes of my grandchildren has given me new hope.
I rejoined Tom and we sat looking at the people in the crowded room from the sickest to the healthiest. Some in wheelchairs, some coughing with tubes and oxygen tanks. Some speaking foreign languages….some looking perfectly healthy. But, you wonder…why are they here and knowing they were wondering the same thing about us.
“Sometimes I wonder when I tell someone I will pray for them if they really believe I will do it…”
The next thought after your doctor shares with you the terrifying news that you have a mass or a tumor your mind goes on defense mode. Or at least that is what happened for me. A defense mechanism seemed to take over. “Surely it is not cancer”. “Can I die?” Maybe you were like me…
Yesterday I had a CT scan as a follow up after my last appointment confirming the beast had returned…I now have pancreas cancer mets to my lungs 100% confirmed. My radiology oncologist entered the room with a piece of paper, my scan report from the radiologist. On the paper he had numbered 8 entries. Each…
I stand fully clothed in the whole armour of God…ready to fight the battle before me once again.
Nothing about my pancreas cancer has been typical so far….so why would it be now?
Today they call me a miracle. Everyone remarks how healthy I appear. They tell me, “You look great.” They know what I faced four years ago, how close I was to death. Yet, today I am feeling good, able to function very well and look like I am in perfect health. I give God the…
“Real results will be found in a few months.”