More bad news, but man, does God show up!! That's it- I could end the blog there. GOD SHOWS UP!
My surgeon called tonight and said that my MRI results show that there is a lot of tumor left behind. And it appears that it's already in the nodes.
Bad news. We didn't take it well. But here's the God part...
We met with the plastic surgeon today and learned all there is to know about reconstruction of a breast. So, I know where we're heading. God was preparing the way.
I *finally* reached out to talk to a woman at church who is just months ahead of me in her diagnosis. I asked her how she felt about mastectomy and her words were simple but exactly what I needed to hear: "I decided I'll do whatever it takes to be here for my kids."
And here's the best part of all. My surgeon didn't call until nearly 7 p.m. Guess where we were? Church. For small group. Our children were being taken care of and didn't need our attention. So we had our break-down moment in privacy. But just when we'd had all the privacy we could take, our awesome small group gathered around us to pray.
God built this day to protect us and prepare us for what He knew lay ahead. I wish you could see the strength my husband has when He leans on God. I am lucky to have been married to him for five years. Five years today. Never imagined this when we said, "In sickness and in health."
And finally, I talked to Ashley a bit ago. I'm not sure if she was trying to say this or God just spoke through her. But she reminded me that a few days ago I was so dragging my feet about lumpectomy versus mastectomy. I was praying to hear what God wanted. And Ashley said that this may have just been God's way of answering my question.
So, I'm off to bed now. Whirlwind day. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow I get to start attacking this stuff. Tomorrow I get my portacath which means chemotherapy is right around the corner. Bring it on! My disease may be big but I've never questioned that my God is way bigger.
Pray tomorrow. I'm counting on you all to call out to God for us.