My fingerprints, forever entwined around my boys, etched in metal, wrapped in love... sigh...
All thanks to this friend...
My friend Wendy, a Child Life Specialist at Sanford, had the fingerprint dog tags made for me. She had no idea it was tagged as something I wanted on Pinterest. The coincidences are never lost on me.
How lucky can you get that someone would think to have something made for you that you always desired?
Of course, she has rescued me before.
Wendy and I went to college together. At the end of my Senior year, we both went on a May Seminar through Concordia College. We traveled across Europe- Russia, England, France, Germany, Switzerland and Austria. When I stepped into line awaiting assignment of a roommate, it was Wendy who assuredly pushed her suitcase next to mine and said "we'll room together." Instant friends. So many stories to tell. Having tea together every day in London. Getting lost in Paris riding the "redline" subway train and literally paying a cleaning women to open a gate and let us out. Or doing Bob's Bavarian Alps tour with her in Salzburg and seeing every place where the Sound of Music was shot! Or how we were followed by the KGB in St. Petersburg one night.
We were young, adventurous, and fun girls. We made memories to last a lifetime.
It was volunteering for Cully's Kids that brought us back together all these years later.
Her visits to infusion have lifted my spirits and the gift of the dog tags? Touched me more than words can adequately express.
So on Tuesday, Dr. Panwalkar decided to have a PET scan done to look at my lungs. My pesky cough continues. My wound is wide open. My feet are peeling again. And I have some tenderness in a spot in my ribs.
The PET scan is scheduled for 1200 today. I'm fasting this morning, and will arrive at 1030 am to begin preparation for the scan. I'll be home later this afternoon.
I covet your prayers.
His will, not mine. His way, not mine. Trusting He has this as I deeply surrender.
Dr. Panwalkar was very forthright in admitting he will have a tough time determining what line of treatment would come next. The ones remaining are the hard core chemos and would just plain make me sick. But, I'm not without hope that the Tykerb may be working and the cancer may be stable enough for me to continue on with this drug.
I should know the results by the end of the week or first part of next week.
Jesus Calling: Make Me your Refuge by pouring out your heart to Me, trusting in Me at all times.