Monday, August 15, 2011
He has never let you down, never looked the other way when you were being kicked around. He has never wandered off to do his own thing; he has been right there, listening.
It's 6:34 PM and this is the first time I'm able to sit at my computer today. This was Jared's only day off (besides Sunday) this week so I needed to try and cram all the things I can get done in 2 days in 1. Jared was kind enough to let me sleep in today and get up with Tavin so I could spend some quality time with God after I woke up. I read today's scripture and tried to write something but nothing came to me, and now I know why.
Frustrated, I went downstairs and started to prepare for my day of errand running. Just as I was ready to walk out the door I received a call from my mother. I don't usually get calls from her during the day, so I was a bit concerned when I saw her name on my caller ID. As expected, the news was a blow.
I am using this vehicle to ask you to please pray for my mother. She has recurring breast cancer. 36 months was the time frame we were given. We are on month 30. The cancer is spreading quickly now: lung, liver, throat and brain. She was supposed to be off chemo for 6 months to recoup. She was starting to feel better, but soon discovered that the moment she got off chemo the cancer began to feast on her. She was only able to "recoup" for 2 months. Once she started back on the treatments, the good news we received was that the cancer on her brain has been stabilized...for now.
With good news usually comes bad, too.
Her white blood cell count was low. So on top of her chemo she needed to take weekly shots to help increase them. 1200 is considered low and dangerous. So the meds would help to increase the white blood cells. Or so we hoped.
My mom was unable to receive chemo today because her white cell blood count was 500. Basically, she's a walking time bomb. Contact with any "bad" germ can be the death of her.
My mother will never see Tavin grow up. She will never know what kind of man he will be. When she looks at him...she knows that, and the pain in her eyes is heartbreaking.
NOTE TO SELF: God is listening. Please pray...