We've heard the words before, but hearing them yesterday rang louder and ran deeper into our hurting hearts: resistant lymphoma. I don't like those words. I don't like that they pertain to my life. I want to live. I want to have more years with my husband and see my beautiful children grow up. I am asking you to pray with us for a miracle. I know...we have all been doing this. At this point, a miracle is what it will take to remove this cancer from my body.
I held it together very well while the doctor was talking to us. I heard every word he said and remember looking in his eyes with a strength that was not my own. I kept thinking...the Lord is right here with us, and I know people are surrounding us with prayer; otherwise, I would have melted. I am so grateful for the presence of the Lord in that room with us.
The only option at this point is to participate in a study. It is not yet known to be effective with lymphoma, but it is also not known to be ineffective. The treatment would not involve chemo drugs, as this has already proven itself ineffective for me. This study uses an immuno-boosting drug in hopes of equipping one's own immune system to build up and fight for itself (those are my words). I will provide more details on this soon.
Please pray hard. Please promise me that you are just as much prayer warriors for Doug, Caleb, Lauren, and Audrey as you are for me. Doug and I are being hit with a possible reality that is more than we know how to process. Please pray that God's peace will literally permeate our hearts, our minds, and the walls of our home.
I still believe, and I still trust.
We love you,