In the words of THAT great philosopher, "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get." For the two of you reading this that may not know who I am referring to, it was Forrest Gump from FORREST GUMP fame, you know best friend of Bubba and Lieutenant Dan.
This journey with lymphoma has kind of been like that, yesterday, in particular. We had no idea what "we were going to get."
Bobby and I left out at 5:15 a.m. to anxiously go to Vanderbilt for his fifth round of chemo and more importantly have a PET scan to see how effective the chemo had been.
We knew and have known that so many were praying and supporting and hoping and waiting with us. Every time we think about all the love and support and caring that has engulfed us it is just more than humbling.
In review: the type of cancer Bobby has is diffuse large B cell Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma and we were told by our doctors that this type of lymphoma has a 65-70 percent cure rate with chemo. We know several with this exact lymphoma that have shared their stories with us and others we've heard about that have been cured with chemo and then we know others who have eventually had to have a stem cell transplant.
Throughout this journey I have and continue to learn to live one day at a time. I know I sound like a broken record or your half minded crazy neighbor who keeps repeating themselves, but truly it has been the difference in me living with peace and not peace.
The focus of my trust in Christ and living as He says in His word one day at a time is the key for me in this journey.
So, when we knew that the SCAN DAY was coming up we discussed how we felt about it and what we thought the results might be, but I must say, we both just pretty much just trusted God and set our minds to be okay either way, "whatever we got."
When we got the good news that the preliminary reading of the scan showed NO CANCER it was couched with a disclaimer that the scan would be read more carefully and there could be a one in a million chance that they would find something on further reading, but that the chances of that happening were next to impossible.
We were happy and thankful and Bobby's brother, sister-in-law, and sisters who had come up to support us were thrilled.
I was excited to text and call friends and tell them the fabulous news always with that disclaimer that this is what the scan is showing now and that more scans are in our future. There will be another scan three weeks after his last chemo and then scans every three or four months for the first year and less as the years pass.
So, you see, why one day at a time is the motto of my life NOW and should have been all along.
"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get." Unless you do like my mama always does and poke all the centers or take a bite and put it back (sorry mama for ratting you out) I'm laughing.
As someone well said, "I know NOT what the future holds, but I know WHO holds the future."
Thankful and held.