Think on Such Things

Sleep. I love, love sleep! Anyone who has known me for an extended amount of time will tell you that I sleep a lot. I pulled one all-nighter in college. Not because I was so ahead of the game but because I was willing to take a lower grade to get more hours of sleep. Sleep for me pushes the restart button. It makes my day new, even if it means taking a nap in the middle of the day. That's how I felt today, in need of a restart button. I took a nap this afternoon and I woke up feeling like this morning was a distant memory. It made it feel like God was pushing the restart button on my life. The results today were better than what I could have hoped for and God used taking a nap to wipe away all the anxiety from the days before. This morning we went to the hospital to get the results. We were pretty sure that it wasn't going to be good since the scan the day before didn't go well at all! What we were told to hope for is functioning thyroid nodules, or "hot" n

This is the sign that I see when I go through the doors of where my test was supposed to take place. Comforting, huh? What’s going through my mind at this point is, “They are going to put radioactive material into my body!” Pretty ironic for the girl who makes her own toothpaste. Yep, I love to have things super duper natural! His ways were definitely not my ways today with that one. But, that’s what I had to do to get this test done. They broke the test down into two appointments at the hospital. One was me sitting at a table while they explained the procedure and then took a pill with all that lovely radioactive crap, sliding down my gullet. Next appointment was the actual scan. It was really two scans. One was a contraption that had the word “gamma” in it and all I could think about were all the Marvel comic movies that I’ve had the privilege of watching since I've married Dan. As I sat there, the Spirit of God which God put inside me when I believed in Jesus, re

       Surreal. Very, very surreal. That’s the only word that I can think of for the past two months. I mean, what else do you feel when you’re trying to find out if you have cancer? Thyroid cancer to be exact. Apparently, thyroid cancer is one of, if not the most treatable cancer to have. A doctor actually said to me, “If you could choose a cancer, you would definitely want to choose thyroid cancer.” That didn’t help. And, even though it’s treatable, treatable meaning they just remove the entire organ, I’m still not comforted.                       I’ve kind of lost my faith in doctors. Now don’t get me wrong, I value the knowledge and opinion of doctors. If I wasn’t in my early thirties, I’d probably go back to school to be a doctor. I LOVE all things medical. Never knew I had this passion in high school or college. I never knew that I cared so much about how my body functioned until I had my second child. He has a host of medical and behavioral problems. He’s the reason I’ve los