Hard Day

Today was hard.

I knew it would be.

I just didn’t know how much.

Yet I’m thankful.

My main nurse was a labor and delivery nurse for 10 years so of course we bonded right away! 💕

I FaceTimed Nick while meeting with my doctor (dang Covid) and he was amazing. He answered our questions and took his time with us.

We have a tentative game plan although there will never be a “cure”.

Tomorrow at 4:30, I will go in for a positron emission tomography (PET) scan. This is an imaging test that helps reveal how your tissues and organs are functioning. It is more sensitive than other tests and can give the doctors more detailed information to help adjust and adapt the treatment plan as we go.

Next up is an IV infusion of zomeda to strengthen my bones against the cancer that is already attacking them.

And then we wait.

We wait for the molecular testing that is being performed on my blood and lung tissue. This testing will hopefully identify specific genetic mutations that will allow for a tailored therapy of drugs that will attack the cancer cells.

We are praying hard that they find the mutations that make the cells the most susceptible to the targeted therapies. Most likely, this targeted therapy will eventually be combined with chemotherapy and immunotherapy. The results of the genetic testing will not be back until Monday, so we have several days of praying and hoping ahead of us.

The prognosis for non-small cell lung cancer is not great. But I have a lot going for me. I am young and still relatively healthy. I’m strong. I’m a fighter. I have an amazing support system. And most importantly, I have faith that Jesus came to bare my infirmities and will perform a miracle. That is my prayer and I will speak it with confidence every day of my life.

Thank you for all of the love and support you have shown me and my family. It means the world to each of us. Please keep the prayers coming and know that I have read and given God thanks over each and every text/call/post/prayer. Love you all.