Friday I said to David "I'm too tired of all of this to blog anymore." I couldn't even think what I would write coming out of my doctor's office after being told my liver on the PET scan pictures was lit up like a Christmas tree. She also said "It is very rare that these spots AREN'T cancer". I didn't want to sit down and blog this! So there you have it.
Lets back up a month and a half or so. I had started feeling winded when I walked around a classroom, or up a staircase. I was having a heaviness in my chest, and weird back spasms multiple times daily and other random things. Nothing was constant enough to warrant worrying, at least not enough to stop and question. I went in last Friday for one of my three month appointments. They go through the list of side effects to record how my last three month have been on my trial drug. It is usually a quick thing.

I stopped her after about the second one on the list. "You know..." I said, I haven't been feeling good". We went down the list slowly and I complained pretty much at each side effect how it has gotten worse this past time. She listened and recorded. After the exam, she said it was time to have an MRI and PET scan." I heard myself sigh.
Thursday morning I had my scans. Friday, the doctor wanted me to come back for the results. Survey says...spots on my liver. One large one on each lobe and several smaller ones. So, we have a biopsy this coming Wednesday morning and we wait about a week to see what kind of cancer we are dealing with and how we will proceed.
As I was pulling out of the parking lot of David's work after my appointment, a jeep pulled in front of me as we were leaving. I sat waiting for the cars in front of me and focused somewhere on the back of the jeep til I zoomed in on the license plate. 3XFIGHT...it was an Iowa Hawkeye plate which would make most people start humming "Fight, fight, fight for Iowa". Not me...it clicked in my brain THIRD TIME TO FIGHT. I am not one who believes that God has a special message for me but I do believe that He sometimes works in the "coincidence". We are taking it as our marching orders. We are preparing for our third fight.
I can share as results come back for those who are interested in following us. I understand if you are weary of this...we are too. But my daughter said I have to blog, "it is how people know what you need". So we will be here in the very capable hands of the God who laid the foundations of this earth, the One who determined its dimensions and stretched out the surveying line. The One who laid the cornerstone.
If you are still with me here, I will leave you with this: the song that has been playing on repeat for me this weekend.
Your Ways are Higher Than Mine I want mountains to move, You want me to climb. We already have the hiking boots...time to put them back on. Love you all!