What a difference a week (a moment) makes!
As I re-read my last post, I am vividly reminded of where my head was at when I wrote it. I was at peace (again) with jumping into conventional treatment because I was so certain I was doing worse. It had happened once before when we had scheduled chemo and all that goes with it, just to have the oncologist miraculously not be able to find the swollen lymph nodes that were there before I got to the appointment and were back a couple hours after. Advice I received very early on has helped me tremendously. She told me, "Your body will tell you what to do." and "You can change paths if things change." Because I believe Jesus is who he said he is, I have leaned on the fact that God will show me what to do through my body. And, he would show me if I need to change direction - and he has again. Monday, I was driving to the doctor appointment where I was going to get the results of my annual PET Scan (the doctors want them every 3 months to monitor my "fast grow...