Pet Scan preliminary results great and Happy Easter!

I'm sorry I've been MIA. I haven't been feeling all that well. The fatigue and general sense of malaise is hard to explain. My mind has a running to do list, especially when we snuck home for a couple days to meet with a window installer and now again to get ready for Easter. A couple days ago, I had a bone marrow biopsy and had the trifusion central line that looked like an octopus sticking out of my chest pulled out. Earlier in the week I had a PET Scan, for which I asked lot of people to pray, last minute. "No evidence of Lymphoma." what a relief. 

Today was my first shower in a few days. How great it feels to have all the bandages off. 

I remember back to people warning me that I wouldn't "feel human" for 6 months. We've decided to have my hubby's hip replaced mid May since we both won't feel like doing much anyhow. August 1 (my 6th month mark) is our 38th wedding anniversary and we hope to both feel pretty good by then. In fact, we really hope to feel pretty good by the time grand baby #5 arrives in July! Of course, I've been warned it will take a year to "feel like myself." 

I am very grateful to have not had to go back into the hospital after getting out for infections or Graft Versus Host Disease. I'm also grateful for the thoughtful support so many people have offered us. I know the Holy Spirit has orchestrated who came into town and when to help me and give Andy breaks. I'm sure it's helped time move faster too. 

We meet with Dr Haverkos this week to get more info on how I'm doing per the biopsy and PET scan. I also have a pulmonary test to make sure the drugs haven't affected my lungs. They start weaning me off meds soon, which should help me feel better. 

Tomorrow is Easter - my most favorite day of the year. Everything comes into clarity as we declare, "He is risen. He is risen indeed!" Every year on Palm Sunday, I wonder if I would have been one of those shouting "Hosanna" as Jesus entered the gate on the donkey as prophesied thousands of years before. Would I be one who turned on Jesus as things heated up leading up to his brutal death on the cross (or tree). I think about Mary, watching her son suffer so. I am one of the most fortunate ones; I've been given the gift of faith without having to be tested the way they were back then. 

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