I love me some cotton candy. That fluffy, pastel-colored concoction of spun sugar makes my heart sing. But when that’s what the inside of my lungs look like, not so much. Last week I was supposed to have my mastectomy. Instead we took a little detour through the emergency clinic at MD Anderson. In the weeks leading up to my scheduled surgery it had become increasingly difficult to breathe. I thought I was just having a particularly difficult time rebounding from the last round of chemo. Silly, in retrospect, I should have realized sooner that gasping for air when taking the 10 steps from our bed to our master bath was not normal even for a chemo patient! Praise God surgery was scheduled or it may have been another day or two before I raised a flag. After ruling out possible heart attack, heart failure, & pulmonary embolism, (loved starting with the most terrifying options first!) the doctors concluded that my lungs had become inflamed due to drug toxicity from one of the chemo drugs which then opened the door to a rather severe infection. Thankfully, the inflammation is reversible, especially now that I’m done with chemo & the infection curable. My meds are working and I’m improving daily!
Surgery will be delayed by several weeks. However, I’m glad that I will be 100% before taking it on. We know God is sovereign and that His timing is perfect.
Please pray for:
- My continued healing
- Peace and rest for me, Clark & our families (as you may imagine, last week was a little stressful on everyone!)
- That the Chunk will not have the opportunity to rebound in this time that we’re waiting for my lungs to heal
- Wisdom for all of my drs
- That God would be glorified & that I may be a blessing to others