Chemo day 1
Happy feet on the other end of th IV. So far, so good.
Reminds me of something really interesting I read the other day, Have you ever noticed that when geese fly in a V formation that there is most often one leg longer than the other? There is actually a really good reason for that:
There are more geese on the longer side.
You can’t hate me for that. I’m having chemo.
Can you tell that this is boring? Boring maybe, but God is working a miracle. My late Pastor, John Osteen (Joel’s father) was old school Texan and he taught me well. He used to say, “I’d rather aim high and miss it than shoot low and get it!” I’m going for it all.
This experience may ruin me for life though. People approach me with massage coupons, mysteriously know my name (mispronounced as BaLAYta), clean the suite like Ninjas, cook every meal, drive me anywhere I ask, and provide me with more water than my happy bladder can hold. It’s like a spa with needles.
The only thing that can’t be addressed is my heartache, It’s wild how I will be just fine, then grief just erupts like the volcano outside the window. It’s all ok though–I just keep thinking how glad he’d be to see me better. But WAIT! He does see. He is here–just a breathe away.
Hebrews 12:1 Complete Jewish Bible (CJB)
12 So then, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us, too, put aside every impediment — that is, the sin which easily hampers our forward movement — and keep running with endurance in the contest set before us.