Facing the Storm

I feel like this little bird.

Small, insignificant and alone.

This week has been very hard for me.

It is one of the roughest moments in my life to date.

I thought very long and hard about sharing my situation

with anyone outside of my immediate family and my dearest friend.

I have prayed even harder.

For the last month, I have not felt so hot.

I have this low grade constant fever with no other symptoms

except bone pain in my right thigh...deep bone pain.

I saw a doctor who told me I had the flu?

Not likely......I don't have a single symptom of the flu.

I was seen in the Emergency room because my pain was excruciating

and I felt like "what the owl left on the limb."

I was told I was severely dehydrated.

Not possible.....I eat and drink okay

(my appetite sucks lately...but not that bad.)

I returned to Houston to see my doctor.

She did an xray.

I have a lesion on my femur.

We do more tests...

It's a tumor of some sort...cancer most certain.

I don't know what type of cancer it is or if it's even the primary tumor.

(I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in 2005....been okay since....now.)

I shared my situation with Adrienne of The Flying Bee yesterday

when we were shopping together.

She encouraged me to share my story with ya'll.

Because Adrienne says that I'm in need of prayer

 and that there are so many people who would want to lift me up in prayer.

I have many reservations about sharing my ordeal.

I'm not big on people doting on me.

I'm very open about my life in regards to alot of things except things that are dead serious.

Then, I'm like an old dog..I want to go under the house and be left alone.

The Divine Mr. M is trying to be a trooper.

He feels that it's not fair..maybe it's not but it is what it is.

There have been many tears shed this week and lots of kisses on the forehead.

My family has rallied around me and have offered so much love that I am grateful

but I still feel like that bird.

No one truly knows my pain...or my fears that I have.

There has been talk of amputation....

(which has been followed by jokes of making my prosthesis into a table lamp...

like on A Christmas Story.)

These are the friends and family that I have...gotta love them...it did make me laugh though!

As a nurse who used to be on an oncology floor, I know all of the possible outcomes.

90% of those terrify me.

I am not writing this for anyone to feel sorry for me....please don't because I don't feel sorry for me.

I just had to share what's been weighing my heart down.

I hope to continue to keep sharing my ideas and inspirations with all of you

as ya'll keep me sane and have given my life a change for the better.

I don't know what the Lord has in store for me...no one does.

It was once said that each burden is a blessing.....I sure hope that's true.

I'm just going to be like that little bird.

I'm gonna hold on and face the storm.

I hope that ya'll will understand

and if anyone wants to volunteer

to hold up my branch for me...thank you.