Life Is A Gift

Though I keep meaning to purchase one of those little gadgets diabetics use to test their blood, somehow it slips my mind every time I’m in or near a drugstore . . . which is why this morning I had to once again cut up one of my triple blade daisy razors in order to prick my finger for the bloodwork I send to Colorado. Though it nearly sent my dear husband into a fit of anguish just to think about what I was doing, really it’s not so tough. Believe me when I say there are A LOT of far more difficult things I’m doing these days . . . like for instance the downing of my many supplements. The lengthy list was recently lengthened all the more to include seven more items. It is both time consuming and labor intensive to keep up with the rigorous daily routine I am following, but I am trying very hard to be diligent and stay the course.

On Thursday of this week I’ll be going back to my oncologist to review the recent sonogram I had done as well as compare my cancer marker numbers to what they were three months ago. This visit will play a huge role for us in deciding whether we continue on with exactly what I’m doing now, or whether we need to add something more aggressive. Please pray for God’s wisdom in all of this.

The picture is a rosebush I planted many, many months ago while we were still in the building phase. Because we were so long delayed in being able to move in, it went without water far too long and appeared to be completely dead . . . until Hurricane Ike came through. Now it is so beautiful and daily reminds me of how God loves to give us health in place of sickness, joy in place of sorrow, and hope in place of despair.

Thank you so much for your continued prayers—truly they are a gift.