Letters

During the bouts of cancer diagnosis and treatments, Rachel writes e-mails to keep her friends and family updated on her thoughts and spiritual walk.

Day 1

August 9, 2004

Prayer works. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

 

I’ve had a great day. Was busy this morning (so I didn’t have time to be nervous) and got everything on My List done – which, for me, is always the biggest adrenaline rush. Sad, I know.

 

Neil and I went to the BC Cancer Agency and got directed to the 6th floor – the “penthouse,” Neil joked. Great view – small perk, I guess. Basically looks like a hospital ward except all the rooms have the doors open and each room has 4 large vinyl covered “Laz-E-Boy”s. We had an amazing nurse who we laughed with a bunch. Honestly, Neil and I have laughed together so much in the past 2 months – it’s been great.

 

So, my port-a-cath worked well. Basically all I did was sit there while we waited for it to drip in. We were there for about 2 1/2 hours. I had very few immediate side effects. Basically could feel the drip sometimes (kind of like when you get an injection), had a tingly nose and a headache coming on (nurse gave me some Tylenol) but other than that nothing. I’ve felt fine since coming home but am just now starting to feel nauseated. I’ve got 3 different drugs for nausea so hopefully they will suffice.

 

The first drug I got was a bright red one that looks like Kool-Aid and it was so strange to watch it come down the tube in into me. I thought, “Lord, only you can heal me. Please make these drugs work.” Two things have been running through my head all day:

 

“But he has said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me…For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
(2 Cor.9-10)

 

and…

 

“Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than we can ask or imagine, to Him be the glory.”
(Eph. 3.20-21)

 

He is doing it – because of your prayers – and the glory is all His.

 

’til tomorrow,
rb

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