“This is the hard one” the doctor said. “Just like the final miles of a marathon, this will be difficult, you will need to push through. This chemo dose will be strongest. You will feel totally drained. Just keep reminding yourself, this is your final dose.”
Boy, was she right! I felt I was at death’s door, yet there was calm. Peace and rest, lots of it flooded my mind and body. God was working, victory was coming. The weakened body might not exhibit the victory, but it was coming.
Just doing the necessary things were so difficult. Mouth sores, weakness, brain fog settled in with a vengeance. After about three weeks, it began to happen. Slowly the fog lifted, strength returned and food began to be tasty. The legs no longer shook as I showered. Victory was coming.
Blood tests confirmed the cancer proteins were gone. A few more blood tests and another PET scan agreed, the enemy cancer was gone. Victory at last. The enemy, cancer, had been defeated.
“The Lord says, ‘I will rescue those who love me. I will protect those who trust in my name. When they call on me I will answer. I will be with them in trouble. I will rescue and honor them. I will reward them with a long life and give them my salvation.” Psalm 91:14-15 NLT