The Biopsy and a Divine Appointment

Yesterday was the last day of testing in my journey to the main surgery, October 8.
It was a sentinel lymph node biopsy. It will tell the doctor whether or not there is any cancer in the lymph nodes. If it is positive, I will have to have chemo or radiation after the surgery. If it is negative, I won't.  I have it all in the Lord's hands. He knows the beginning and the end of this journey. I am trusting Him to walk me throught, whatever the results. No one wants to go through more injury to your body, but I know if that is the case, He will carry me through.

We arrived at the surgical center a few minutes early. The receptionist took me right on back to check over paperwork and make copies of my insurance cards and driver's license.  It only took a few minutes. Then the waiting began. It wasn't long before a nurse came to get me to go to the back to get prepped and then Norm could come back there.

Again  it was paperwork and checking to see if I was the right person, knew what I was having done and where. Thank goodness I had some sense of mind. I am glad they want to do the right thing on me. That is comforting. We chatted about riding motorcycles with the LPN as we waited for more doctors and nurses to come and do their thing. Before we knew it the nurse anethesist came in and put the "good" juice in the iv and quickly I was fading away. That's the last I remember.

When I awoke an hour had gone by, I was to get dressed and they were reviewing after surgery care with us.Off to the car we went, to wait, now for the results.

I told Norm I was starved so we headed to Waffle House. It is one of my favorite places. It was pretty busy so we chose not to wait for a booth and sat at the lower counter. Next to Norm was an older woman. We began visiting with her.She began sharing about her kids and her own health issues. Before long, I leaned over and asked her if she would allow us to pray for her and her needs. She nodded yes that would be great.
We bowed and Norm prayed over her and the family.

As we left, she stood and asked if she could give us a hug. Certainly we said. She then made the comment, You came in here today just for me.

Folks, all around you are hurting folks. Over the years in CMA (Christian Motorcyclists Association) we have asked many folks if we could pray for them. I bet there have not been 10 who have said no. Almost everyone, if intellectually honest, have a need in their life or someone they know or is close to them.

What a blessing it was to me and Norm.  Lord, help us open our eyes, get them off of ourselves, and see the folks who are hurting and need to hear the good news You have us to share.

Amen