
The long-awaited news of my PET scan results was delivered on Tuesday-negative of metastatic disease! Quick recap though...before I started the clinical trial a month ago, I had to do a CT scan, which showed a "mysterious spot" in my liver. You can imagine how freaked out I got about this. If it were malignant melanoma, that would change EVERYTHING. My diagnosis, prognosis, staging (I would be Stage IV at that point), and of course, my treatment plan. It would mean that I would be OFF the trial and would have to choose another course of treatment (which I wasn't too excited about since the last decision on treatment was grueling). My Oncologist in S.F. didn't seem too alarmed about this "lesion", however, because it's very common for cysts and other benign lesions to show up in organs like that. But of course, we couldn't rule out the other possibility and I always have to prepare for the worst.
Fast forward to last Friday. I had my PET scan done (which is done every 3-4 months at this point), and it was another nerve-wracking experience. Scans create so much anxiety because they are truthful and also, you are keenly aware of how quickly everything could change. A LOT of prayers were said last week though, along with fasting, and I do have to say, that I felt a lot of peace. I wasn't sure what that peace meant (if it meant my scan results would be good or even if they weren't, I would still be ok), but I did feel good about things. I still had the occasional doubt creep into my head, but for the most part, I focused on the positive. And when it came down to scan time, I reaffirmed those thoughts by praying, singing church songs in my head, and most importantly, positive affirmations like, "I am cancer free" over and over in my head. Well, it worked!
The Lord has once AGAIN answered our prayers and I can breathe a little bit better now (at least until the next scan!). I am soooo thankful and grateful for this answer and know that Lord has indeed heard my pleadings and followed through with HIS will. There is no doubt in my head that He has provided miracle after miracle, and answer after answer, to me. What marvelous blessings those are! My faith has grown leaps and bounds going through this, and I can honestly say that I am grateful for this trial in my life. Not that I didn't have faith BEFORE, but this experience is changing my life for the better. I am so much more grateful for everything, even the smallest things, but mostly for the ability and opportunity to LIVE. I just want to live my life. Be here for my family. See my kids grow up. Be healthy and strong. Stay positive. And NOT LIVE IN FEAR everyday for it to come back and get the best of me. Cancer is a real beast, and I am determined to do big things to fight it. I tell the Lord everyday that I am an instrument in His hands. I will do whatever He wants to help people-whether that be fighting this disease, or helping people become stronger physcially through healthy living (my expertise!), but mostly, helping people build their faith and trust in His all infinite power. I sincerely feel I have a greater purpose in life in doing so, and I hope I will follow His heedings and promptings to help His greater cause.
On another note, I had my second injection today. It went well and I started feeling side effects again (this time a little earlier though). It's the only time in my life I'm grateful to be sick! And luckily they only last a day or two. So, we are doing well, trying to enjoy life's moments and living day to day!