The "C" Word

I have something to confess. I have not told many people. Before I do however, this post is not about wanting sympathy. It is not about poor pitiful me! There are others who have been, are going through, and will go through worse. This is about what He has done. Back in May I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. I had a tumor about the size of a golfball. One biopsy and two surgeries later doctors feel they have gotten it all. They better have, they took my whole thyroid and 11 lymph nodes! However, I do have to go through hopefully just one treatment of radioactive iodine. This is just a pill that I will swallow and radiation will go through my body and kill any remaining cells that may be left. I will be scanned about a week after the treatment. Weird I know, but this is how they treat thyroid cancer.

No one wants to get the phone call with the other person on the end of the phone saying, "Your tumor is cancer." CANCER, such a scary word that we don't take to well. I mean I am 27 years old. Who gets cancer that young? Me! I have learned that with just the ringing of a telephone and by picking it up and saying, "Hello" your world can be turned inside out. I would have liked to have said, "Oh I took it with a grain of salt. I didn't panic or freak out." However, this is not the case. I am being honest here. I have learned that in our deepest darkest moments when we do get terrible life shattering news, HE is the one who calls us up and out from our pit of desperation. He is literally the one that carries us to the operating table and guides the surgeons hand.

See here is the cool thing. It gets even better! As many of you know we are in the processing of adopting. I had to get a physical from my doctor for the adoption. During the physical is when my doctor found the tumor in my thyroid. Here I am thinking I am going to adopt and save a child's life, when in reality a child that may not even be born yet has already saved mine. Humbling? I think so!

More updates to come.