On Jan. 31 I had my pathology appointment with my oncologist. I was anticipating this appointment with bated breath. I had steeled my nerves. I had focused my mind. I had resolved in my heart that I was about to hear just how long this cancer journey would be. 

During my Oncology 101 appointment with Dr. Gallagher back in November, she explained that there are stages to treating cancer. There’s surgery, radiation, chemotherapy, and medicine in the form of a pill. A person can have any combination of these treatments on any order depending on the cancer. Typically, the method is surgery PLUS radiation/chemo, and later the pill. 

So, I was prepared to hear radiation, I was praying against chemo. 

But my sister and my support squad—they asked God for the audacious. They asked God for no radiation. I joined them in prayer, but like I said, I was resolved that I would need it because surgery is paired with something. 

Lesson: make sure you have friends to hold you up in faith-filled prayer when you are being drug through the weeds of it all.

So, on Jan 31, God answered all the prayers that went up on my behalf. The surgeon removed all 3 spots of cancer with margins meaning there was no cancer left in my left breast. Because of those margins, I do not need radiation. They also took seven lymph nodes from my arm pit to test them for cancer. All seven were negative for cancer. It had not metastasized either. The cancer was T2, N0, and M0 for all my medically trained cancer research friends. In layman’s terms: I’m cancer free with no need for any further treatment (except medicine later on). I’ll have a 6 month screening with Dr. Gallagher to make it official official. But for now, the rocks will not cry out for us. THANK YOU JESUS!! 

When the doctors left the room, Aaron led us in a prayer of thanksgiving. Sis and I wept. 

When I called my friends and family the first words off their lips were “Thank you God!” 

Lesson: get a spouse and friends that praise God through it all. 

My God carried me. Thank you, Father. 

My God was with me. Thank you, Father. 

My God comforted me. Thank you, Father.

My God heard me. Thank you, Father. 

My God is good. Thank you, Father. 

My God healed me. Thank you, Father. 

So, what happens next?

I’m still on tight restrictions as I’m healing from my mastectomy. I have 4 weeks left. I have weekly visits with my reconstruction team. I’ll have surgery mid year to complete the reconstruction. 

Thank you for your prayers, support, meals, help, and love for me and my family. If nothing else I want you to know Jesus has walked closely with me through all of this. My Healer, who took on flesh, intimately knows my flesh matters in this life. He healed me demonstrating his power and his care for my suffering now. I’m so grateful.