Rewind to yesterday morning. Â Epic meltdowns of giant proportions. Â Ok that sounds a touch dramatic. For me, I had spent 4-5 day rationalising Aria’s PTLD. Â ‘It’s not really cancer, she is only on Chemo Lite. Â Finally it could not be rationlised any more and it all came crashing down. Â Two transplants and now cancer!? Seriously!?
Seeds of bitterness were being sewn in my heart and I allowed it. Â And at the same time it terrified me. Â Finally now am I losing my faith? Â Finally, will this be the thing that makes me turn my back on God and all I know to be true?
We have never blogged about life between transplant failure and Aria’s relisting. Â For a variety of reasons we haven’t and might not. Â But during that time I felt like a path way was opened up to me to walk down and turn my back on God. Â It looked very good and it made sense and no sense all at the same time.
Frustrated and grieving I headed into hospital yesterday. Â What was to happen there was even worse. Â After speaking to the staff about the frustrations that had set off my meltdown things started to become clearer.
Aria’s cancer is actually much worse that we first thought. Â Last night she started full blown regular chemo. Â The stuff that makes you sick and causes you to lose your hair. Â Her cancer is on her bone marrow and that causes organ failure. Â Her liver and kidney numbers were bad and her gut is dumping more again. Â Signs of organ failure? Â Maybe. Â Worse again home is way off. Â In fact if we did take Aria home and she was to get sick it is unlikely we would be able to get her to the hospital in time even though we live 20 mins away. Â Aria has ZERO bone marrow, NO ability to fight infection. Â NONE.
Bad news, very bad.
Suddenly though we felt better. Â What? Â How could this be? Â Well we had clarity now, as least we understood what we were up against and exactly what was going on.
The rest of the day I felt good. Â I went home but felt like God was a million miles away. Â I told my friend Steph via email and cried on the phone to Hamish. Â “He hasn’t left us has He?- where is He”
Asher was up most of the night and when I got to bed there were no words to pray and I opened my bible and closed it again. Â I couldn’t reach out to God yet He started to seem ‘there’. Â What was this peace? Â I prayed that God would not take it and then went to sleep.
The peace was still there in the morning and lasted while I battled Asher to take his antibiotics. Â That child is stubborn! Â We prayed and we got thru it.
Aria did really well during her chemo. Â They flooded her with fluid cause that is what you do. Â Everyone was worried, she was already fluid over loaded how would she cope. Â Thankfully she peed HEAPS! Â and her weight when down even.
Round was supposed to be full of hard questions.  How long does she have?  Etc etc.  Except they were positive.  People seemed almost pleased.  Her liver numbers and kidneys numbers are better!  Much better.  Her bone marrow is showing rumblings of improvement which is surprising after one dose of chemo.  We were told it would take weeks.  If things continue on Monday there will be a plan to *talk* about home! Wow!  AND her EBV count dropped again to 500,000, again surprising given we were pumping her with steroids.
Finally, everything we suffered and struggled with and everything we learnt about God between transplants has crystalised. Â We are standing on this rock! Â This rock of Jesus. Â It is amazing. Â Cancer isn’t the last straw. Â It is just part of the plan, the big huge plan we can’t see but have faith that it exists. Â Cause that is what God has told us.
Thank you to Corina and Rebecca who have sent me these verses and encouragement. Â This is SO true. Â I prayed that I would know this strength and I have! Â I so have!
Isaiah 40:28-31 (New International Version, ©2011)
28 Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.