I woke up at 4am this morning. Wide awake. The kind of awake that told me God was telling me to get up and pray. It was easy to pray because my list is so long: Donald's health, Tanner's trip to Beautiful Feet, the team going to Belize, my aunt's surgery this morning, my Dad's heart, Nathan in the Dominican Republic, Aaron and Karen at Winshape, my nieces away at the beach, my sister and BIL transition to Memphis, Todd starting his sophomore year of college, etc.... You get the picture. God and I could talk forever about so many things.
However, I knew that God was preparing my heart for the doctor's appointment that we had with Donald's urologist that we had planned this morning. He knew what we were going to hear.
The words the doctor spoke were: "Donald has kidney cancer."
The air didn't seem to leave the room like it did with the first diagnosis. However, we have decided that if there is a statistic to break, Donald is obviously going to do it. This cancer is usually found in men who smoke. Since Donald has never smoked a day in his life, he doesn't fit the normal realms of this cancer.
However, now we are not dealing with just one cancer, but two.
The doctor says he wants to make the final confirmation next Wednesday
with the biopsy, but he is 90% sure of his diagnosis. We were so
thankful to find out that this kidney cancer is not the same as his
other cancer. The kidney cancer is very slow growing and the mass is
small at this point.
Donald looked at the doctor today and
said, "I am going to beat this so just tell us what to do." So we
talked through what that would look like and how it needed to work in
relation to his treatment for the other cancer.
For now we are so thankful for another amazing doctor which God has sent us. We are thankful that we have a plan for this cancer. I am thankful for my sweet husband and his continual leadership of our family.
I am most thankful for our Great Physician.
Thy Will Be Done.