May 04, 2006

Chemo Today

This is a picture from last summer. The kids were at Brenden's birthday party at the swim club. Jack is pre-mediport, still has all of his baby teeth, pre-chemo, he has the extra pounds he gained during the last 7 days of rehab when he could eat real food again (he gained 12 lbs in 7 days, if you have seen LOTR, he had breakfast, 2nd breakfast, morning tea, lunch, late-lunch...you get the idea). My friend Jana took this picture last year and I ran across it in email and it made me ache for summertime, the pool, the fun, and smiles.
I love this picture of Jack, he is having a blast.

We had chemo today and something was wrong with the machine that the iv gets run through and it took forever, o.k. maybe just an extra hour or two, but it seemed like forever for the chemo to get pumped through. We arrived at 12:45 and left at 5:45....
Jack's counts were fantastic - 2590 ANC.

I posted a couple of days ago about how I felt like satan was affecting my prayer life, WOW, ya'll have been praying, I have been praying, and I can just feel that the power of fear has just been ousted in a big way, the confidance and peace that I have not felt in a while during prayer are very evident again, praise God, thank you Jesus....Glory.

My favorite verse right now (I have alot of favorite verses), ...

I lift my eyes to the hills---
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip---
he who watches over you will not slumber,
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep
The Lord watches over you---
the Lord is your shade at your right hand.
Psalms 121:1-5

Right now when Jack and I walk together I hold his hand. He loves to be cuddled and held, so he does not mind me holding onto him. I hold his hand because he stumbles alot. The chemo that he is getting causes some muscle drop in his feet, and he just doesn't have control over his feet like he used to. When I am holding onto his hand and he falls, he doesn't fall hard, it is a soft fall, controlled because he is holding onto me, just as firmly as I hold onto him. I am so glad to be by his side when he stumbles because I am right there to soften the fall, and help him up. Like I am there for Jack, I know that God is holding my hand, and he is there to make my falls easier. As much as it warms my heart and makes me gush motherly emotions inside when I can help Jack, God is even more there for me when I fall. I am completely confidant that God will lift me, hold me, and guide me, and most of all love me, for all the days of my life. Thank you God for your mercy.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

We saw your family on T.V. last night. You looked good.......What a sweet family and an inspiration to all of us. Much love and many prayers. Glenda H.

LiteratureLover said...

That is such a sweet picture!

I love your analogy about stumbling. It's so true. Good to remember.

Roxanne said...

Beautiful post. . .I am teaching ladies' Bible class this summer at church and am formulating my own lessons. . .do you mind if I quote this for one of them? It fits PERFECTLY.

Roxanne

Roxanne said...

Thanks for letting me quote you. . .I look forward to it (quoting you AND meeting you). . .and I drink diet Coke like Sarah does. :)

R--

Rebecca said...

I've just been reading through, and I can't believe the ordeal you've been going through. We'll be praying with you-- bold prayers, like you said, that soon Jack will be completely healed. There's a chapter in John Piper's book, Let the Nations Be Glad, called the Supremacy of God in Prayer (You might be able to find it for free at DesiringGod.org). And in it, he explains that the main purpose of prayer is God's glory. When we ask Him to do what only He can do, He is the only one who gets the honor when He makes it happen. He exalts Himself in blessing us, and glories in His love for us. Thanks so much for sharing so honestly about the crises of faith and the trials you've come through. It's such an encouragement and blessing to read. We'll be praying!

aggiejenn said...

What beautiful, faithful words. My son is almost 8 months old, and I hope and pray that I will be as faithful of a mother as you are. Thank you for sharing.