Cletus has left the building!
My lymphoma is in remission!
Well, I still have to go back for a PET scan to confirm that what’s left of Cletus is “metabolically inert”, but, based on the last PET scan, that’s a mere formality. There are some other details I have to work out, like the blood clots, the medical bills that insurance didn’t cover and my lack of eyebrows, but at least I’m alive to deal with them all. I’ll have some minor physical issues for a while still, which is to be expected. And, of course, I’ll have to go back to the clinic regularly to check and make sure that Cletus hasn’t left behind any mystery offspring (you know how he gets at the family picnic!). So, all in all, it was good news today. It’ll be better news after they schedule my PET scan next week and I get the results of that, but the doctor was pleased with her work. Do you think I should tell her it was really God who did the work, or just let her bask in the glow?
So, barring any surprises next week, I’m on the mend. I can eat all the things I used to eat and, finally, I can have a cup of coffee in the morning again. Real coffee. Go juice. (Can you tell I’ve missed my coffee?) And, soon, I can start exercising again, too, though that may take longer than I’d like due to the blood clots.
No word on when I’ll have hair and eyebrows again, but I look forward to that, too.
And, finally, just let me say a great big “thank you” to everyone who’s been praying for me and driving me to and from the clinic and watching Hilda and, well, generally just looking out for me when I couldn’t look out for myself. You all are the miracle that kept me alive. Gifts from God that kept me going, every step of the way. Please, don’t forget that. Every day, every one of you all is a walking miracle that inspires and strengthens in ways that you can’t even know.
