When we feel that we are falling apart, so often we are coming together.
I remember hearing the words "Your biopsy is back and the results say you have melanoma." I remember the absolute shock and disbelief that I, a 37 year old woman, would have melanoma. The doctor thought that it was simply basil cell carcinoma, a slow growing cancer, that would be easily treatable. They were wrong, I had amelonotic melanoma. It is the most dangerous type because it showed no symptoms of melanoma. It was not black or even brown. It was a clearish, pink mark. I was shocked. My first thoughts turned to my young children. None of them had even graduated high school at that time. My poor husband also came to my mind.
I went back into the doctor. She was empathetic and found a female doctor (my request) to perform my surgery. I was going to lose a lymph node and have at least a 6 inch scar. It all seemed to happen so quickly. I went to this doctor. She scolded me and told me that I shouldn't have let it go so long and that I had a 30-40% chance of living because the entire scrape biopsy was filled with melanoma cells. I felt despair. I was at my lowest that day. We called my dermatologist. She told me not to use that doctor and was angry she gave me that diagnosis without doing the surgery. Now came the wait.
I was referred to another doctor who could not see me for three months due to being short staffed. They referred me to a wonderful doctor, who couldn't help me because she had just been diagnosed with breast cancer. (She won her battle too!) She referred me to her friend who performed my surgery.
During this long wait, which was a month and a half, I came to peace. I told God to do his will in my life. I felt that he must know what he's doing. I stumbled across a group that suggested eating a holistic diet. I did so. I feel that God led that diet to me. I was praying that God would remove the cancer. I saw Jesus reach in and pull it out from me and absorb it.
I went in for my surgery. I waited the long wait of a week to hear that they did not find even one cancer cell! God had healed me completely!! What was thought to be a sure 3a or 3b stage cancer was really a 1b because of God's grace! Jesus removed that cancer. I know that he did!
So as I wait right now, I know that my wait is for my protection and for me to grow. The devil tries to convince me that God doesn't care and that's why he makes me wait, but today I am reminded of how his intention was to heal me and give me a testimony. That is who he is. It's God's timing, not ours. It all seemed to be falling apart, but God restored me. He led me down the right path. My scar reminds me of his grace and mercy. Stay encouraged.
I remember hearing the words "Your biopsy is back and the results say you have melanoma." I remember the absolute shock and disbelief that I, a 37 year old woman, would have melanoma. The doctor thought that it was simply basil cell carcinoma, a slow growing cancer, that would be easily treatable. They were wrong, I had amelonotic melanoma. It is the most dangerous type because it showed no symptoms of melanoma. It was not black or even brown. It was a clearish, pink mark. I was shocked. My first thoughts turned to my young children. None of them had even graduated high school at that time. My poor husband also came to my mind.
I went back into the doctor. She was empathetic and found a female doctor (my request) to perform my surgery. I was going to lose a lymph node and have at least a 6 inch scar. It all seemed to happen so quickly. I went to this doctor. She scolded me and told me that I shouldn't have let it go so long and that I had a 30-40% chance of living because the entire scrape biopsy was filled with melanoma cells. I felt despair. I was at my lowest that day. We called my dermatologist. She told me not to use that doctor and was angry she gave me that diagnosis without doing the surgery. Now came the wait.
I was referred to another doctor who could not see me for three months due to being short staffed. They referred me to a wonderful doctor, who couldn't help me because she had just been diagnosed with breast cancer. (She won her battle too!) She referred me to her friend who performed my surgery.
During this long wait, which was a month and a half, I came to peace. I told God to do his will in my life. I felt that he must know what he's doing. I stumbled across a group that suggested eating a holistic diet. I did so. I feel that God led that diet to me. I was praying that God would remove the cancer. I saw Jesus reach in and pull it out from me and absorb it.
I went in for my surgery. I waited the long wait of a week to hear that they did not find even one cancer cell! God had healed me completely!! What was thought to be a sure 3a or 3b stage cancer was really a 1b because of God's grace! Jesus removed that cancer. I know that he did!
So as I wait right now, I know that my wait is for my protection and for me to grow. The devil tries to convince me that God doesn't care and that's why he makes me wait, but today I am reminded of how his intention was to heal me and give me a testimony. That is who he is. It's God's timing, not ours. It all seemed to be falling apart, but God restored me. He led me down the right path. My scar reminds me of his grace and mercy. Stay encouraged.
