my experience with breast cancer and other life events
Friday, August 7, 2009
We were almost home from Dr. Roland’s funeral when a lady ran a red light in front of us, and we slammed into her SUV with our much larger Suburban. I remember thinking, right before we hit her, that we would kill whoever was sitting on that side of her car. Thankfully, no one was. Although the accident happened in a busy intersection, and her car spun quite wildly, no other cars were involved, and no one was injured seriously. Five of our family were in our car, but no one even got a bruise. In fact, Gilead slept through the whole thing. But our Suburban was totaled, so we’re in the market for another vehicle. Everything with the insurance companies is going smoothly since there was no question about whose fault the accident was. My kids are still enjoying telling how scared they were and exaggerating the details. Gilead must be intended for a long, healthy life. What other 12-week-old has been in two potentially deadly car accidents, survived chemotherapy, and been through all the other things his little baby self has already endured?
The other car looked much worse than ours...lots of broken glass and crunched metal
I was diagnosed with stage III, metastatic breast cancer in October 2008. At about the same time, we discovered I was pregnant. Initially, the prognosis was bleak, but after detailed analysis of the cancer, successful surgery, and treatments, the picture brightened considerably. I completed nine rounds of chemotherapy, twenty-five radiation treatments, and took Tamoxifen until October 2010.
After the fifth round of chemotherapy and various other treatments and tests, Gilead Victor was born six weeks early on Mother's Day, 2009. He is a healthy littly guy and a joy to us all.
In October 2010, tests showed that the cancer had returned in my liver and bones. This is now considered stage IV, terminal cancer.
Jon and I have lived in Colorado since 1997. We have seven children - four boys and three girls.
How You Can Pray
Please pray for Jon and the kiddos - this is much harder for them than it is for me. I would appreciate prayer that my pain would be insignificant. Even more than that, please pray that I will be able to think clearly all the way to the end of my life. And even more than that, please pray that I will accept the grace from God to deal with anything He chooses to bring my way. You may also pray for my healing, but I have to be honest - I am more mentally and emotionally invested in seeing Jesus right now than I am in being healed. If God chooses to heal me, He'll give me the grace to wait a little longer to meet Him "whom having not seen, [I] love."