My beautiful momma was diagnosed with stage three ovarian cancer in September. She spent her 64th birthday in the hospital. Nine weeks in a row of aggressive chemotherapy made it hard for her to enjoy Thanksgiving and Christmas. My momma is a gracious hostess with the gift of hospitality and is known for having large family get togethers. She is a fabulous cook. I offered to host the holidays, but due to a depleted immune system, she was unable to leave her house. She insisted that just our immediate family still come over and she instructed my daddy on how to cook the meal. (He did a wonderful job) It has been a precious thing to watch him tend to her every need, as she has done for him for the past 47 years.
In December, after the nine weeks of chemo, she had major surgery that included a complete hysterectomy. We cried with joy when the doctor told us the original mass on her liver, that he intended to go in and remove, was diminished to sandlike granules. (All glory to God)
Thinking our fight was over, the doctor insisted on another nine weeks of chemo “just to be sure we get it all”. It took longer than nine weeks because her poor body was so depleted. Extensive boughts of nausea caused her to be dehydrated several times and her blood count was so low that she had to receive special shots and units of blood to boost her count, just so they could put more poison into her. (chemotherapy is such an oxymoron)
My momma has always been a very classy lady that cares about her appearance (hair and makeup always done) so when she didn’t feel like getting cleaned up or wearing her wig, we knew she REALLY felt bad. Through it all she kept her faith and stood firm on the promises in God’s word.
One of the oncology nurses said she was the most popular patients in the infusion room. Other patients would ask if she was there when they came in for their treatment. They knew they would be greeted with her beautiful smile and encouraging words. She shined the light of Jesus into the darkness of their battles and gave them hope.
These battles in life are not meant to be walked alone. We are eternally grateful to all of the love and support, prayers and meals that she received from church friends and family.
I praise God to be able to report that her latest scan shows that she is cancer free! 🙂 We know it will take time for her body to recover and replenish from all it has been through. My daddy said when he came home from work and she was in the kitchen cooking and whistling, he knew all was well. God is good.